MTL - I’m Really Not Wrong-Chapter 49 care

  Chapter 49 Care

  Chen Che's eyes were serious.

  The reason why he didn't dare to go to the capital was because he had heard about Chen Shimei's story in his previous life.

   This story made him have some bad associations.

  If Chen Zhao, the father of the original owner of this body, did not die, but had a new development in the capital... then after so many years, he would have already remarried and had children.

  If I pass by now, wouldn’t that be bad for him?

  Although the probability of this possibility is very low, since the change of the test paper happened, he had to consider this possibility.

  In the story of the previous life, the original partner went to the city to find her husband, encountered a killer, and narrowly escaped several times.

   Fortunately, she later met Bao Qingtian to make decisions for her.

  But Daxia doesn't have Bao Qingtian.

  If he took his mother to the capital rashly, if such a thing happened, no one would make decisions for him.

  So just to be on the safe side, he decided to ask the teacher for the names of some ministers in the DPRK and China, and see if he could find anything.

  Stone Fire City is high in the sky and the emperor is far away, let alone ministers, most people don't even know what the emperor's name is.

   But the teacher is different. The teacher has traveled all over the world and was an official. Maybe he knows.

   "What are you asking this for?"

  Wang Jingming was a little curious.

  He had just finished speaking when he suddenly realized that Chen Che's obsession was to go to the capital to find his father.

  Being able to become a great Confucian, he is of course a smart person, so he quickly understood Chen Che's intentions.

   Before Chen Che could speak, he pointed to the bookshelf not far away and said, "There is a book called Baiguan List in the upper right corner, you can go and read it.

  However, the list was two years ago, and it is not very complete.

  You can refer to it, but don’t take it seriously. "

   "Student understands! Thank you teacher!"

   After thanking Chen Che, he immediately went to the bookshelf and turned out the list of officials.

  However, after searching carefully, he did not see Chen Zhao's name.

   Even so, he still didn't completely rule out that possibility in his mind.

   After all, there are too many people who change their names and surnames these days.

  Besides, the teacher also said that this directory itself is not very complete, it can be used as a reference, but it cannot be taken as real.

   "How? Did you find the answer you wanted?"

  Wang Jingming asked with concern.

"No."

  Chen Che shook his head.

   "Then go back and rest quickly."

  Wang Jingming heaved a sigh of relief.

   "Okay, the student will leave."

  …

   Time passed day by day.

  Wang Jingming boiled two bowls of medicinal soup for Chen Che every day, all of which were old medicines.

  Chen Che felt a little sorry, and wanted to refuse several times, but Wang Jingming was stubborn, so he couldn't refuse at all.

   A month passed by.

  Under the combined effect of the ultra-high pressure state and those four spheres, his strength has unknowingly reached another level.

  …

   It's noon this day.

  Chen Che is reading a book in Wang Jingming's study.

  Mr. has traveled all over the years and collected many books. In addition to some miscellaneous books introducing local customs and customs, there are also a large number of medical books.

  Chen Che memorized all the contents of these books with the help of high pressure.

  He also greatly broadened his horizons.

   As for medical skills, he can barely be regarded as a genius doctor at the theoretical level.

   But studying medicine requires a lot of practice.

  So if he really wanted to see a doctor, he would almost be embarrassed.

  …

   "Chen Che! Come and drink chicken soup!"

  At this time, Wang Jingming's voice suddenly came from outside the study.

   Immediately after the study door was pushed open, Wang Jingming walked in carrying a blackened casserole.

   "Your disease...medication may not work, let's try diet therapy in the next month."

  Wang Jingming carefully put the casserole on the table, while intentionally or unconsciously said.

  Seeing the guilty look on his face, Chen Che immediately understood.

  The teacher's medicine has probably been used up.

   Looking at the chicken soup boiled on the table, he felt a little uncomfortable.

  In the past month, besides consuming a lot of precious medicinal materials on him, the teacher actually provided him with an absolutely safe asylum.

  Although Ji Shimeng killed many prostitutes outside the city this month, those prostitutes hidden inside the city seemed to be taking revenge and became more and more rampant.

  But under the protection of his teacher, he didn't feel the wind and rain in the city.

   It can be said that this month is the most stable month since he came to this world.

  The teacher is too kind to him, but he has nothing to repay.

  …

   "The old hen I bought in the outer city this morning! Try it! Great tonic!"

  Seeing that there were no outsiders, Wang Jingming smiled and filled a bowl for Chen Che.

  After this month of getting along, he admired Chen Che even more.

  There is no other reason, but this kid is too hardworking.

  I got up to practice martial arts before dawn, and I was still coughing while practicing.

   To be honest, when he saw that scene for the first time, he was really shocked.

  In his opinion, if this spirit is used in reading, then this kid's future achievements may not be as simple as becoming a great Confucian.

  He has no children, only one daughter, who has already married elsewhere.

  As for the students, there are a lot of them.

   But there are very few successful ones.

   As for the masters, there is none.

   Although Chen Che has not achieved much yet, in his opinion, he will surely become a great talent in the future!

   This also made him firm in his inner thoughts.

  That is to cure Chen Che's illness!

  …

   It stands to reason that there is no reason for a teacher to serve soup to students in this world, but seeing the teacher's expression waiting to be praised, Chen Che could only take the soup bowl with both hands, and then took a sip cautiously.

   "This tastes really good! The teacher took care!"

  Before the chicken soup tasted good, he praised it first.

  But in the next second, he realized something was wrong!

   At the moment when the chicken soup entered the belly, a jet of dark energy entered the Yuan Devouring Bottle.

   "There is poison in this soup!"

  Chen Che was shocked.

how can that be?

   Is the teacher trying to kill him?

   But in the next second he denied this idea.

  Although the poison in this chicken soup is powerful, it is still within the category of ordinary and highly poisonous.

  This kind of poison may be able to kill ordinary people and warriors at the Qi and blood level, but if it goes higher, the lethality is quite limited.

  Even if he is really a copperskin-level warrior, if he drank this bowl of chicken soup without the Yuan Devouring Bottle, at most he would suffer severe injuries, and he would not die on the spot.

   "It's not for me...it's for the teacher."

  Chen Che's heart skipped a beat, and he reacted instantly.

  On weekdays, he would go back to other courtyards to eat with his mother, and he had never eaten with his teacher.

  So in the eyes of outsiders, if the teacher wants to stew chicken soup, he must keep it for himself.

   Someone wants to kill the teacher with poison!

  …

   "Really? Then I'll try it too!"

  After Wang Jingming heard Chen Che's compliment, he immediately filled a bowl for himself. Just as he was about to take a sip, Chen Che suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist.

   "Don't drink! There is poison in this soup!"

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  (end of this chapter)