?59: 059: The terminally ill school beauty 59: 059: The terminally ill school beauty At noon, Tang Feng was in the back hall of the cafeteria, eating snake soup with a few chefs.

    This treat was a first for him, of course, it wasn’t just snake soup but also some special dishes cooked by the chefs, which was a completely different affair from the usual canteen food.

    These chefs didn’t know Tang Feng initially, but after this interaction, they were quite pleased and even agreed on a date for their next private cooking session.

    Now, Tang Feng wasn’t short of money.

    Getting some game was not a problem for him, but the chefs looked on eagerly, knowing that this was a school where the cooking was generally by the book, so they rarely got to taste anything fresh.

    The chefs were only too happy about Tang Feng’s idea, as they had the skills and Tang Feng provided the ingredients; everyone was happy.

    Even the principal couldn’t enjoy this kind of treatment.

    With his appetite wide open, Tang Feng, who in the Immortal Realm only ate once every hundred years—mainly when hosted by various Immortal Emperors—found the food of the Mortal World far superior to that of the Immortal Realm.

    Satisfied, yet there was still a little more he craved.

    In the afternoon, Lin Yunqiu indeed came.

    Tang Feng knew she was there to support him, but only a few people were aware of this.

    Seeing how earnestly the principal and Vice Principal Ruan were listening, Tang Feng was amused.

    He was also invited to participate as an outstanding student of the school, which absolutely dazzled Zhang Xuanyang and the others.

    “What’s going on, why is it like this, can anyone tell me what happened?” Zhang Xuanyang was really at a loss.

    “Boss, don’t be mad.

    We’ll ask Mr.

    Ruan later, and we’ll know the details.

    That little guy really lucked out, even Vice Chief Lin conversed with him, what dumb luck.”

    “Exactly, it looks like he doesn’t know he’s headed for disaster.”

    The followers nearby didn’t forget to comfort Zhang Xuanyang, but what good was that when they just had to keep quiet before Mr.

    Zhang’s fierce gaze.

    Teacher Han, one of the accompanying teachers, was completely baffled as to why someone as exalted as Vice Chief Lin would chat and laugh with Tang Feng and repeatedly encourage him with obvious affection barely concealed.

    Tang Feng was quite speechless; Sister Lin was indeed verbose, and if it weren’t all for his sake this time, he really wouldn’t have wanted to accompany her.

    It was just like seizing the opportunity to say everything she had wanted to say before.

    What could Tang Feng do?

    If it were just the two of them, he would definitely give her a good telling-off, but unfortunately, now he had to endure and even pretend to be very receptive.

    Lin Yunqiu thought it was quite funny.

    An hour later, Lin Yunqiu finally left, and before she left, she didn’t forget to pull Tang Feng aside to wait for her call that evening.

    Since the last time he treated her illness, she had clearly improved a lot.

    Not only had her deteriorating condition been controlled, but there was also a sign of recovery.

    Lately, her sleep had improved, her appetite had improved, and the pain in her chest had subsided.

    Naturally, Tang Feng agreed, and before leaving, he was teased a bit by her, which almost made him lose his composure.

    Now feeling much lighter, Lin Yunqiu undoubtedly became more alluring, radiating an astonishing charm with a mature appeal that wasn’t something any ordinary man could resist.

    The beauty and figure of Lin Yunqiu were definitely beyond the reach of an extremely different type of woman like Han Jing.

    Han Jing pulled Tang Feng aside.

    This woman was extremely sensitive, and now that she had been taken advantage of by Tang Feng, she was mostly ready to accept him, since the disadvantage had already occurred and she could not undo it.

    Being her first close encounter with a man, it was natural for her to be moved.

    Of course, she wanted to be clear about it.

    “Teacher Han, it’s bad, Zixuan has been hospitalized,” a female classmate came hurriedly, looking very panicked and anxious.

    “What happened?”

    “I don’t know.

    Two classmates followed her.

    Teacher, please notify her parents quickly,” the girl said.

    “Okay, you go back first.

    Self-study the next period, and I’ll go there right away,” Han Jing said without further discussion with Tang Feng and hurried away.

    As a teacher, she felt somewhat responsible for an incident in her own class.

    Tang Feng followed her.

    “Why are you following me?”

    “I thought I might be able to help,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

    “What can you help with?

    Just go back to your class.” Han Jing spoke irritably, then got into her BYD car.

    Sitting in the passenger seat, Tang Feng said, “I don’t have classes this afternoon, let’s hurry.”

    Han Jing gave Tang Feng a disdainful glance but had no choice—the matter with the student was more important now.

    He hadn’t expected the girl’s driving skills to be quite impressive.

    Tang Feng kept observing the beautiful lady beside him—the more he looked, the prettier she appeared.

    It was good that he made his move first; it would have been a pity if someone else had won her over.

    Honestly, he knew quite a few beauties, but Lin Yunqiu was the only one he truly got close to.

    As for the others, Tang Feng had ideas but had not acted on them, perhaps because the timing wasn’t right yet.

    However, he believed that none of the ones he fancied could escape him.

    They arrived at the hospital, and Tang Feng saw the student—a beautiful female student.

    Yet, her beauty had a sickly aura, her pallor was frightening.

    Tang Feng, being the Medical Immortal Venerable, noticed at a glance that something was wrong with the girl.

    At that moment, the female student seemed alert but had a weak breath, appearing very frail and touchingly delicate.

    “Teacher Han, I’m okay, just need some rest.

    No need to inform my parents; I don’t want to worry them.” Yang Zixuan said.

    “Let’s have a checkup first.

    It’s all right; the teacher is here, you don’t need to worry,” Han Jing, having noticed Yang Zixuan’s condition, said.

    Yang Zixuan gave a weak nod, her strength was nearly spent.

    “I’ll go and pay,” Tang Feng volunteered promptly, and Han Jing nodded naturally, not refusing—this was a time she needed to stay by her student’s side.

    After the payment, various tests began, and the results came out quickly, but a major problem emerged.

    “How is it?” Tang Feng asked.

    “Not good, take a look,” Han Jing said with a furrowed brow.

    Tang Feng checked it; the report indicated acute sepsis—a very hopeless disease he had heard about.

    If a matching bone marrow could not be found, the patient might not be saved.

    “We have to inform her parents.” Han Jing said.

    “Go ahead,” Tang Feng didn’t have absolute confidence, as the Life Origin Pill wasn’t almighty.

    Unless it was a Blood Formation Pill.

    That was already a high-order elixir.

    It would be difficult for Tang Feng to create one now.

    First, they would try to see if her relatives had any matching bone marrow.

    It was best to prepare for both possibilities.

    After Yang Zixuan’s parents arrived, Tang Feng and Han Jing left, leaving the matter in the hands of her parents from that point on.

    “You live here?” Han Jing was somewhat shocked after dropping Tang Feng back at the villa.

    “Don’t misunderstand; I’m just staying here temporarily.

    Would you like to come in and sit?” Tang Feng asked.

    “No thanks, I need to get back to school,” Han Jing dared not enter—it might be walking right into the jaws of the tiger.

    Tang Feng didn’t insist, as he intended to try to make a Blood Pill.

    It was an elixir that could swiftly restore blood energy and replenish the blood in the body, and it was very valuable during the early stages of cultivation.