Chapter 234: Chapter 234

In the spacious meeting room, Tang Xuyun and his other apprentice Xia Panxian were also present, each holding a document and flipping through it.

Soon enough, the door of the meeting room opened, and a handsome young man named Si Ye walked in first, followed by a delicate young girl.

The two took their seats, and Fu Yaoyao opened her laptop and projected the content onto the screen.

"Here is a phase of data," she said in a calm voice as she used the remote pointer to scroll down the data: "The adverse effect of H-01 has been temporarily suppressed, but follow-up treatment with auxiliary medication is necessary for a complete cure."

In simple terms, the new pill can only suppress the adverse effects, and to truly cure it, the prescription needs to be redeveloped.

Though the hope is slim, at least there is a research direction, which is considered good.

After explaining the data, Fu Yaoyao handed the remote pointer to the young man.

Rong Zhi’s sleeves had been rolled up a notch earlier when he was examining Yuan Xiyao, revealing his overly thin wrist bones. The bracelet on his right wrist clinked against the remote pointer as she picked it up and aimed it at the screen to begin her explanation.

Xia Panxian habitually opened her phone to record. She would always prepare a camera when attending lessons at school to conveniently record the teacher’s lecture for later review.

But today, she didn’t bring her camera, so she had to use her phone instead.

On the screen, the young man was as composed and serene as usual. She adjusted the angle to find a good spot for shooting, but accidentally shook the lens.

When she refocused, the screen showed only the young man’s hand, as if sculpted by God, suitable for showcasing in an art gallery for appreciation.

Xia Panxian was slightly stunned.

The artwork seemed to have flaws.

Dotted with spots of red plum-like marks on his cold white skin.

If she hadn’t seen incorrectly, those were needle marks.

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A normal person in a fasting state can receive three thousand units of fluid in a day, with infusion amounts adjusted based on their condition. But the needle marks on Rong Zhi’s hand obviously weren’t just from a single infusion.

Xia Panxian remembered that Tang Xuyun had once casually mentioned that Rong Zhi would inject himself with the prepared detoxifying fluid during experiments.

And each type of detoxifying fluid’s completion and data recording takes time, meaning Rong Zhi would almost inject another detoxifying fluid into himself as soon as the effects of the previous one wore off.

Xia Panxian nearly suffocated at this thought.

With so much medicine injected, isn’t there a risk that it would accumulate into another virus within his body?

In the moment she was lost in thought, Rong Zhi had already moved on to explaining the next point.

Xia Panxian quickly snapped back to focus, adjusted her equipment, and looked at the screen with growing admiration and respect for the young man’s expression.

In the future, she also wanted to become a good doctor like Mr. Rong, dedicating herself to the people!

Yuan Xiyao’s follow-up treatment was taken over by Fu Yaoyao, and upon hearing this news, he almost fainted on the spot.

"You want her to take care of me?" Yuan Xiyao scooted back while holding the quilt, seemingly trying to distance himself from Fu Yaoyao, refusing with a stiff neck, "Can I opt out? I’m afraid I might be tormented to death by her before the virus does."

Rong Zhi raised his brows slowly with a deliberate pace, "What do you think?"

Yuan Xiyao: "I don’t think it’s good."

"What you think doesn’t matter," Fu Yaoyao changed into her white coat, with a uniquely embroidered peach blossom on the left chest, approached Yuan Xiyao and smiled sweetly, "Rest assured, big brother, Yao Yao will take good care of you."

The softer and cuter the loli’s smile, the harsher her actions.

Yuan Xiyao: I’m numbed.

Forced to accept the fact that he would be tormented under Fu Yaoyao’s care for a long period ahead, Yuan Xiyao wiped his face and looked up to continue asking Rong Zhi: "That complaint you wrote was so well-done, did you study law?"

He was truly curious, as he hadn’t seen any plaintiff who prepared their own complaint to hand over to a lawyer.

Rong Zhi shook his head, his expression particularly subtle, "Not exactly."

Yuan Xiyao was puzzled: "Huh?"

What do you mean by not exactly?

Fu Yaoyao crossed her arms and gave him a disdainful look, clicking her tongue before explaining, "Senior Sister learned during her spare time amid busy experiments, got a problem with that?"

Though Rong Zhi spends twenty-four hours in the lab, there must be some downtime between drug preparations. As she didn’t want to idle, knowing she would soon be facing Rong Qichuo in court, she sought materials for self-study.

After a few days, she learned some basics, but it was enough.

Hearing this, Yuan Xiyao’s expression became somewhat complex.

This level almost caught up to him, yet they called it just learning the basics?!

Alright then, he was simply unworthy.

Feeling physically and mentally beaten, Yuan Xiyao lay straight on the bed and closed his eyes peacefully, bereft of hope.

That evening, the dry cleaners delivered the remaining clothes to Tingshan Villa, and they brought in two anti-theft trucks loaded with the latest Luoweiya winter-spring collection, custom-made couture not shown in any market.

In the walk-in closet, dozens of racks were orderly arranged according to color schemes, with bright lighting making it feel like walking through a small shopping mall.

Yet this "mall" had only one customer.

Rong Zhi rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache, as she frowned lightly, "Are you opening a store at home?"

Bai Su lightly curled her thin lips, considering that the young lord was not quite satisfied, shaking his head seriously, "It’s too small, not worthy of being called a store."

Rong Zhi fell silent for a moment.

Half of the floor’s space had been turned into a closet, "Too small"?

Bai Su slightly tilted her head, raised her hand to rub her tightly furrowed brow, speaking in a low, lazy tone, "Of course, it has to be the best for the young lord."

So this was why he transformed the room into a walk-in closet, forcing her to move in and ’unexpectantly’ sleep with him?

Rong Zhi was too lazy to engage him, slapped away his hand, and turned to go downstairs.

Bai Su’s eyes, resembling peach blossoms, furrowed in a deep, light laugh. After closing the closet door, she then followed in the young man’s footsteps.

On the next day, Tuesday, Rong Zhi found Yu Nian to sign leave cancellation and went back to school.

Last month’s midterm exam results were already out, and Rong Zhi was firmly seated at the top of the total score ranking for the senior year, just five points short of a perfect score.

The ranking for the provincial level of the Olympiad and the midterm exam were announced just two days apart, and she also secured first place with the best results, becoming another student in Hua Country’s Olympiad history to advance to the national competition with a perfect score.

Even the teacher likes to use her as an example during class to guide students.

Now at Mingwu High School, apart from being called the academic god and school beau, there were other nicknames from peers in different classes, every time they were mentioned, it provoked quite a bit of jealousy.

But Rong Zhi’s achievements were beyond what some could accomplish in a lifetime, making envy impossible.

However, when mentioning Rong Zhi, people would habitually add a note about the same Rong Family-born, now tainted by public opinion, associated with the image collapse of Rong Meng.

Time has passed, and those who once smeared Rong Zhi now returned all of it to Rong Meng.

Finding out that Rong Zhi was in the math teacher’s office, Ying Hengyu ran to the office after class, but found no one.

"Looking for Rong Zhi?" Old Li drank some herbal tea slowly, his throat feeling comfortably relieved, now yelling wouldn’t hurt a bit, "She just left with Rong Meng, run faster, maybe you’ll catch up."

Upon hearing the name Rong Meng, Ying Hengyu spat out a curse, turned around, and ran out.

He grabbed two students to inquire and learned that Rong Zhi went to the grove with Rong Meng, and hurriedly rushed toward the grove.

When Ying Hengyu arrived, he perfectly heard the girl speaking in a coy and affected voice to the person opposite her.