Bai Chi soon arrived at the academy, which was Ling Yunxiao's teacher and the academy where his father taught.

It has to be said that Ling Yunxiao is indeed a young genius. One year before leaving Yongcheng, he had already passed the academy examination and became a scholar.

This year, he happened to catch up with the provincial examination and achieved a good ranking. He was also in the same academy as the teacher and became a young teacher.

For Ling Yunxiao, who possesses powerful mental power, he is not surprised by Bai Chi's many geniuses.

However, the main reason he came to the academy was for Master Ling. Coincidentally, the master's surname was also Ling, and this was one of the reasons why he became Ling Chengxiao's enlightenment master.

Master Ling was ill, and Bai Chi discovered it by accident. He hid it very well, especially from Ling Yunxiao, who was completely unaware of it.

The college was not far away, and Bai Chi found it quickly.

Bai Chi knew every place Ling Yunxiao had been to in the capital. In Xiao Hei's words, he was simply a perverted peeping tom, meow!

Unfortunately, Xiao Hei didn't dare to say it.

The gatekeeper saw Bai Chi and stopped him immediately: "Who are you? We are all in class now, what are you doing here?"

"My last name is Fang, and I'm looking for Master Ling here. Just tell him that Doctor Fang has something to ask him."

The news that the disciple of Divine Doctor Liu appeared in the capital had spread to almost half of the capital after a night of fermentation.

But the child was only about five or six years old and obviously didn't know.

Instead, he stared at Bai Chi suspiciously: "Doctor Fang?"

Bai Chi was playing with the gourd pendant on his waist. Someone nearby had heard him introduce himself and looked over here.

"Yes, Master Ling, the older one from your academy, is sick, and I went to see him."

The child was suddenly startled: "Grandpa Ling is sick! Then you wait here for me."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away. Bai Chi was stunned for a moment before realizing that this Grandpa Ling was Master Ling.

Mingming was only under forty years old, but because he was worried, in order to avoid people noticing that his face was becoming more and more similar to Ling Yunxiao, he not only grew a long beard, but also habitually hunched his body slightly.

He looks like an old man in his fifties or sixties, no wonder the child said that.

A moment later, just as passers-by were wondering whether this Doctor Fang was the Doctor Fang in the rumors, an old man hurried over.

This is Master Ling, also Ling Yunxiao’s biological father.

Seeing Bai Chi, he was stunned at first, then hurriedly looked behind him.

Bai Chi explained: "Yun Xiao is still resting and hasn't come over yet."

As expected, Master Ling was stunned again, even hesitant with some shock.

Bai Chi suppressed his laughter, knowing that this was another misunderstanding, and calmly saluted with his fists clasped.

"Master Ling, let's go in and talk."

Master Ling nodded blankly, then turned and left, obviously still a little dazed.

Bai Chi followed calmly all the way to Master Ling's study in the courtyard, then he lifted his skirt and sat down opposite Master Ling with confidence.

Without giving Master Ling a chance to ask, he spoke directly.

"Master, let me take your pulse first."

"Meow, Master, your waist doesn't hurt anymore, meow~"

"Shut up! If you keep yelling, your voice program will be deleted!"

For a moment, Master Ling seemed to sense a murderous intent.

"Master, there's nothing wrong with your body. It's just that you've been worried sick, which is why you've been feeling unwell for years. Wait for me to prescribe two doses of medicine for you, and then give you a few acupuncture treatments."

But the young man smiled gently. Was it really just an illusion?