Heavenly Book

"I should go." The temperature of the hot tea in her hand gradually dropped, and the hour hand of the clock on the wall next to her was approaching twelve o'clock. Jiang Zhizhi drank the tea in one gulp, stood up and said.

"It's too late. Please stay in the guest room."

Xu Honghan frowned as he looked at Jiang Zhizhi's woolen sweater. It was midnight, the coldest time of the night, and it was still snowing outside. His eyes fell on the bruises on her face. "If you go back now, you won't be able to hide the injuries on your face, and it will only make your mother more worried. Stay here and I'll give you some ice. It shouldn't be noticeable by tomorrow."

Jiang Zhizhi was silent and hesitant.

"I'll call your mother." Without waiting for Jiang Zhizhi to refuse, Xu Honghan got up, took his cell phone, and dialed Chen Yuping.

The two of them talked for a few words. Although Chen Yuping felt that it was a bit inappropriate for Jiang Zhizhi to stay overnight at Xu Honghan's house, since he had asked for it and it was indeed late now, she agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Honghan took an ice pack and applied it to Jiang Zhizhi.

Before the ice pack touched Jiang Zhizhi, he suddenly thought of something. He stood up and took a wet towel and wrapped the ice pack. "This way it won't be so cold."

"Thank you." Jiang Zhizhi took the towel and put it on her face.

Xu Honghan looked at Jiang Zhizhi in front of him and smiled suddenly. "I suddenly remembered that when I first met you, you were also injured. You really have been through a lot."

Jiang Zhizhi smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

But compared to that time, this injury is nothing.

She applied the wet towel to her face for a while. When she felt it was enough, she lifted her clothes from her waist. Before Xu Honghan could see the red marks on her waist, she pushed the towel down.

"You are injured too?" Xu Honghan frowned tightly.

"It's nothing, it doesn't matter."

She looked calm, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Xu Honghan sat there looking at the girl in front of him. She was obviously just a junior high school student, but she looked so mature, as if she was the same age as him.

"Gu~"

An inopportune voice rang out in the silent room.

The mature Jiang Zhizhi's stomach is growling.

"Hungry? You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"Well... not yet..."

"...You can have some cake first. I'll make two sandwiches."

"No need, Senior Brother..."

"It's so cold, it's better to eat something hot."

As he spoke, he walked behind the island in the open kitchen and started working.

After Jiang Zhizhi finished the ice compress, she washed the towel and ice pack and placed them neatly on the coffee table. Coincidentally, Xu Honghan's sandwich was also ready.

Even though he hurriedly made a late-night snack, he arranged it beautifully and even artistically squeezed a smear of ketchup on the top of the sandwich.

Xu Qingbo said that he was best at making food that looked good but not very tasty, but Jiang Zhizhi thought the sandwiches made by Xu Honghan were particularly delicious.

"Senior brother, you are really amazing." Jiang Zhizhi said sincerely and admiringly.

Xu Honghan was truly perfect. A true academic genius, he graduated with a doctorate at just 26 and joined the nation's top physics institute. Before Jiang Zhizhi showed up, he had been the last disciple of the master, enjoying immense privilege within the industry. He had ideals and ambitions, constantly striving for them. He even possessed a genuine love for life, capable of cooking such delicious food...

"Very impressive?" Xu Honghan's eyes curved, and he was very happy. "I'll take it as a compliment."

"I'm just praising you." Jiang Zhizhi's tone was serious and affirmative.

She was so straightforward that Xu Honghan didn't know how to respond. After a pause, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, has Shen Li contacted you during this period?"

"Well, he came to see me and just drew a few tubes of blood. He didn't do anything else. Brother, are you familiar with Dr. Shen?"

"Three years ago, he took over from Professor Chen and became Dr. Zong's attending physician. Dr. Zong was in poor health for a while, so I saw him often. After a while, we became familiar with each other."

"What kind of person do you think he is? Is he a good person? Is he reliable?"

"I don't know if he's a good person, but he's absolutely reliable. Do you think a teacher's attending physician would be unreliable?"

"Since he is so reliable, why do you always remind me to be careful of him?"

"Because he's a research geek. He did a genetic experiment in college, but was later forcibly stopped by his mentor. He's so crazy about you now, I don't know what he'll do to you."

Jiang Zhizhi lowered her eyes in thought. Since Shen Li was a reliable person, no matter how fanatical he was, he would not go beyond morality, law, and regulations.

As for the rest, she knew her limits.

*

The next day, Jiang Zhizhi woke up early and took out the miracle cancer treatment pill for identification. She'd actually done it before, but she hadn't remembered. This time, she found the same thing again: a densely packed list of dozens of ingredients. However, her knowledge only examined the pill's contents, not its analysis, and couldn't reveal the specific ratios of the ingredients. However, she could perform a secondary identification on all the ingredients, determining their origins and how to extract them.

The last time she conducted an appraisal, she had not yet learned the knowledge of pharmaceutical analysis. Now that she has learned it, it has become easier for her to digest the content.

Next, you just need to use the exhaustive method and then utilize knowledge identification. Try it over and over again, and you will always be able to find the real prescription for this miraculous medicine.

She wants to use this prescription to make a deal.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Xu Honghan, wearing a thin gray sweater, home pants, and cotton slippers, yawned as he came down the stairs. In the open kitchen next to the living room, Jiang Zhizhi, who was making breakfast, lifted the lid of a pot of pumpkin porridge. White steam rose from the pot, leaving Xu Honghan feeling dazed as he sat on the stairs.

"Brother, you got up at the right time. I just prepared breakfast." With white hot air shining through her eyes, Jiang Zhizhi looked up at him with a smile.

"How did you know I was up at this time?"

"Xu Qingbo told me last time that you tend to get up late when you're on vacation, so I prepared the ingredients and didn't start cooking until 9:30."

"What time did you get up?"

"A little after six."

"Why so early?" Xu Honghan was surprised.

"I'm a student and I'm used to this schedule."

"Sleep a little longer on the weekend. You won't get enough sleep." He yawned and went to the bathroom. When he came out, Jiang Zhizhi had already put breakfast on the table.

Xu Honghan didn't have many ingredients at home, and there weren't many things he could use. She made sandwiches just like Xu Honghan did yesterday, and arranged the dishes in the same way. She also made potato pancakes with a milky flavor using potatoes and milk, and cooked a pot of pumpkin porridge.

Xu Honghan took a bite of the sandwich, chewed it twice, savored it in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he asked curiously, "Strange, why are your sandwiches better than mine? How do you make them?"

The bread of the sandwiches made by Jiang Zhizhi was brown on the surface but very soft on the inside, while the bread of the sandwiches made by him was always a bit dry.

"I don't know how to use your bread maker, so I fried the bread myself." Jiang Zhizhi said embarrassedly.

"Fried bread? I'll try it next time." Xu Honghan was very interested.

Because they had breakfast too late, Jiang Zhizhi was not very hungry at noon, but Xu Honghan still took her to eat a bowl of pasta.

After picking up Mr. Zong at the airport in the afternoon and sending him home, it was almost time for dinner, so Lin Hongxia prepared a large table of home-cooked dishes.

Jiang Zhizhi ate three meals in a row and felt her stomach was full when she came out.

She usually always feels a little hungry, and this is the first time she has eaten so much. However, this feeling of fullness feels good.

"I will probably stay in Nanshi for a week and will go back to Qianzhou next weekend. It's a rare vacation, do you want me to take you out for some fun?" Xu Honghan suggested on the way back.

"No, I have a lot of homework at school lately, and I have a mock exam soon."

"Okay, then I'll take you out to play again after the New Year."

"Well, thank you, brother."

*

When she returned home, it was already dark. Chen Yuping had not set up her stall all day and had been waiting for her at home. She questioned her for a long time before letting her go.

"Hey, it's not that Mom is controlling you, it's just that your senior brother is single and lives alone. You wouldn't feel comfortable living at his house. You'd better not stay overnight at other people's houses in the future."

"I understand. I won't do it again."

This time it was an accident. If it weren't for the redness, swelling and bruises on her face, she definitely wouldn't have stayed at Xu Honghan's house.

Fortunately, it was almost invisible when I woke up in the morning, and Chen Yuping didn't notice it when she got home.

The injuries on his body probably wouldn't heal so quickly, but since Chen Yuping couldn't see them, it didn't matter.

That night, Jiang Zhizhi began to enumerate the ingredients of the special medicine in her study. There were more than forty ingredients, and the proportion of each ingredient was endless. There was almost no end to the list. Jiang Zhizhi listed until two o'clock in the morning, filling up two thick draft books, thousands of pages, but still had no clue. Finally, she couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.

When Chen Yuping got up at four in the morning to cook corn, she found that the light in the study was still on and Jiang Zhizhi had fallen asleep on a table full of draft papers.

"Zhizhi!" Chen Yuping quickly woke Jiang Zhizhi up. "How can you sleep here? Go back to your room and sleep."

She hurriedly touched Jiang Zhizhi's forehead, and fortunately her temperature was normal and she didn't have a fever.

"Mom, don't touch my draft paper..."

Jiang Zhizhi got up as if she was still half asleep, and in a half-asleep state, she murmured something to Chen Yuping.

Chen Yuping hurriedly sent Jiang Zhizhi back to bed and covered her with the quilt. She returned to the study and saw the table full of draft papers. She took out a piece of paper curiously and looked at it. She could not understand the dense concentrations and percentages, as well as those difficult chemical substances.

Is this physics or chemistry? Do junior high school students learn these things?

Chen Yuping started adult education in October this year. She is now studying primary school courses. She is currently in the third grade, which is relatively easy for her.

But when she saw the heavenly book on Jiang Zhizhi's draft paper, she began to doubt herself. By the time she learned the junior high school content, would she really be able to learn these things?