Chapter 85 The Divine Doctor is a Madman 25
Then Shen Yushu gave her a sidelong glance, and she quickly grabbed a pen.
After writing a few words, she secretly glanced up and saw that the man's mind was entirely on the book, so she dared to glare at him fiercely.
Shen Yushu suddenly turned his head, not a second too early, not a minute too late, and caught her glaring gaze that she thought was fierce.
In an instant, a blush spread from the girl's face to her snow-white neck and disappeared into her collar.
Inside the delicate, soft boots that no one could see, her fair feet were tinged with crimson, her toes curling up nervously.
"Do you think I can finish writing this?"
Song Jinhuan's eyebrows almost drooped to the ground. Countless terrible endings flashed through her mind, but she never expected that Shen Yushu would let her go so easily.
He would even ask her a question in a casual tone to encourage her to continue writing.
Song Jinhuan's fingers trembled slightly as she gripped the brush tightly. She gave a weak reply and then looked at the other person with shame.
Shen Yushu is so magnanimous; it's Shen Yushu who's being petty.
They not only gave her half a seat, but also let her study, although she doesn't know what she'll be learning yet.
Writing while sitting is always easier than serving tea or water.
She really doesn't know what's good for her.
Thinking of this, Song Jinhuan felt even more ashamed and tried her best to calm herself down and focus her attention on the text.
Silence fell around me.
Shen Yushu's peripheral vision caught the girl's eye; her eyes were lowered, and her writing posture was proper, which made him feel much better.
Fifty times, there's no need to memorize it specifically.
Song Jinhuan wrote faster and faster. After writing it ten times, he could recite it from memory. After writing it twenty or thirty times, he seemed to understand the meaning a little.
From slow to fast, from fast to slow.
When I put down my pen, an hour and a half had passed.
She twisted her wrist, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with eagerness, "Shall I recite it for you now?"
Shen Yushu had already put down his medical book the moment she stopped, and when she heard her question, he simply nodded.
Song Jinhuan immediately coughed twice and said, "The Dao says that fame is strength, but fame does not mean knowledge..."
Shen Yushu frowned. "Wait a minute."
Song Jinhuan stopped and looked at him innocently, "What's wrong?"
"You..."
Song Jinhuan smiled broadly and said, "Isn't the divine doctor supposed to be able to recite it backwards and forwards?"
Alright, Shen Yushu understands.
"You continue."
If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't see any deliberate intent in her expression, Shen Yushu would definitely have labeled the girl's smiling face as a frivolous grin.
Song Jinhuan's voice continued: "All things grow and flourish, but fame is not as great as the Way..."
Shen Yushu's head was throbbing, but he still listened patiently as she finished reciting the last word.
Meeting those eyes that were craving praise, he uttered a very good one.
The girl's smile grew even brighter.
How come some people laugh like they don't care about money?
Before we knew it, it was lunchtime.
Because of Song Jinhuan's health condition, all her meals were prepared separately in the kitchen, strictly according to Shen Yushu's standards.
Under the influence of the Valley of Life and Death, the cook gradually mastered various medicinal cuisine recipes.
Although Song Jinhuan's meals were light, they tasted quite good, and there were new dishes every day.
Eating is what she looks forward to the most.
Her appetite also visibly increased.
Sure enough, as long as a person can eat, their health will improve.
She didn't go back to Fengxiao Courtyard with Shen Yushu, just as Li Le came over carrying a food box.
"Huh? Weren't you at Yunxiao Courtyard?"
The person I just ran into, Li Le, was also carrying a food box.
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