Chapter 2032 — Treating a Cold

So it was not long before Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu, and Han Jingyi came walking over in this direction.

Once they had all got into the car, Wei Zhao started the engine and drove straight for the Xueshang Residential Compound.

The group already understood one another without words, so there was no need for much talk.

Back home, Granny Sun was just cooking dinner. Wei Zhao said to Gu Mengyao, "Yaoyao, I'm going over to Han Jingyi's for a bit—there's something I need to see her about. When dinner's ready, you all go ahead and eat; don't wait for me."

"You're going over to Han Jingyi's?" Gu Mengyao was slightly taken aback. Wei Zhao had never seemed to care much for Han Jingyi—last night he had only dropped off a little food for them and come straight back, without even stopping to chat. So why was he volunteering to go over today?

"Yeah. Han Jingyi wants to learn alchemy, so she and I are going to look into it together." Wei Zhao paused there and smiled wryly. "You all know about the two-year pact between me and Bingtang, but my alchemy hasn't made the slightest progress. Han Jingyi likes alchemy—if she really can do it, that would be a good thing!"

"So that's it!" The young lady understood at once why Wei Zhao would go to Han Jingyi of his own accord. Han Jingyi was a scatterbrained sort, and ordinarily Wei Zhao did not much care for her; without a reason, he truly would not have gone to call on her.

Since it concerned Feng Xiaoxiao, the young lady naturally would not stand in his way. She nodded and said, "Go on, then. Don't worry about us. If it gets too late, Xiaoshu and I will just go to bed first..."

"All right!" Wei Zhao nodded, took up the silver needles, and left the villa. Turning to the neighboring villa where Han Jingyi lived, he pressed the doorbell.

He had not even held the bell for a second when the villa's front door swung open. Han Jingyi was standing there in the doorway as though she had been waiting for him, which gave Wei Zhao quite a start.

"You... how did you open the door so fast?" Wei Zhao was rather puzzled by Han Jingyi's speed.

"I've been waiting for you at the door the whole time!" Han Jingyi said. "The moment you rang the bell, I opened the door..."

"...You've been standing here waiting ever since you got home?" The corner of Wei Zhao's mouth twitched twice. He felt that Han Jingyi's behavior simply could not be measured by ordinary reason.

"That's right!" Han Jingyi nodded. "I was afraid that if I got busy later I wouldn't hear the doorbell, and you'd be stuck waiting outside like a fool! Waiting for someone is no fun—Jingjing had a hard time of it yesterday, so I didn't want Brother Wei Zhao to have to wait either!"

"Uh... well, thank you! Jingjing, you're such a good girl!" Wei Zhao sighed. He had to admit that, strange as Han Jingyi's way of thinking was, at this moment he was genuinely touched—and all the more sorry for having left her in the parking lot yesterday.

"Mm-hm, Jingjing is the best!" Han Jingyi nodded, thoroughly convinced. "Because Brother Wei Zhao is good to Jingjing, Jingjing is good to Brother Wei Zhao too!"

"Yesterday..." Wei Zhao's guilt only deepened.

"Yesterday Jingjing knew Brother Wei Zhao didn't mean it, so Jingjing doesn't mind!" Han Jingyi said.

"All right, let's get your cold cured first!" Wei Zhao said. "Then I have something important to tell you. Where's Han Xiaochao?"

"He's upstairs reading. Do you need him for something?" Han Jingyi asked.

"No." Wei Zhao shook his head. "Hasn't he caught a cold?"

"No, he seems fine," Han Jingyi said.

"Good." Wei Zhao said, "Sit down on the sofa, and I'll give you the acupuncture..."

"Acupuncture can cure a cold?" Han Jingyi was a little doubtful. "No medicine needed?"

"No need. Acupuncture will do it," Wei Zhao said. "Others might not be able to, but I can."

"Oh... all right, then." Han Jingyi nodded obediently and sat down on the sofa as told, though she still asked with some worry, "Brother Wei Zhao, does acupuncture hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" As he spoke, Wei Zhao took out the silver needles and sterilized them with his true qi, then inserted them into Han Jingyi's body with seeming casualness—though in truth his precision could not have been any higher.

"There, don't move. It'll be done in a moment!" After inserting the needles, Wei Zhao took hold of the tail ends of the silver needles one by one and channeled in a little true qi...

"So hot!" A fine sheen of sweat broke out on Han Jingyi's delicate forehead, and she felt as though her whole body were drenched. "I seem to have let out a lot of water!"

"Pff..." Wei Zhao's hand, gripping the silver needles, gave a slight tremor. Let out a lot of water? The way Han Jingyi put it really was ambiguous. If not for the utter innocence filling her big, liquid eyes, Wei Zhao would almost have thought she was **him!

Still, hearing those words, Wei Zhao's body betrayed him shamefully and stirred a little. He coughed awkwardly and hastily sat down on the sofa beside her. "There, just wait a moment and it'll be fine."

"Oh... okay!" Han Jingyi seemed not to notice the physiological change in Wei Zhao's body, and nodded with complete trust in him.

After a while, once his heartbeat had settled, Wei Zhao removed the silver needles. He had not expected that a girl of Han Jingyi's type, when she **ed, could actually be so devastating. Was being cute all the rage these days?

"All right, go take a shower and wash the sweat off," Wei Zhao said. "I'll wait for you here!"

"Huh? Take a shower now?" Han Jingyi was slightly startled. "Then you... wait here for me—that's really too rude of me. How about you watch some TV?"

"Mm. What are you two having for dinner tonight?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Instant noodles or takeout," Han Jingyi said. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing much. How about this: you go shower first, and I'll run back and see about getting some food from home, so we can eat together," Wei Zhao said.

"That works too. Sorry to trouble you, Brother Wei Zhao!" Han Jingyi said.

Wei Zhao nodded, left Han Jingyi's villa, and returned to his own.

The young lady and Xiaoshu had already finished eating and were watching TV in the living room. Seeing Wei Zhao come back, Gu Mengyao asked, "Wei Zhao, is everything settled over there? I saved you some food—it's in the kitchen. It shouldn't be cold yet; just heat it up and you can eat!"

"Haven't talked yet. Han Jingyi caught a cold, and I just cured it," Wei Zhao said. "She's taking a shower now. I came back to get some food to take over so we can eat together!"

"Oh? Bumper Sticker, don't tell me you gave Han Jingyi a feel too? Like you did with Wang Xinyan that day?" Shen Yushu suddenly asked.

"Sweat!" Wei Zhao held up the silver needles in his hand. "This time I have the needles. No need to take off clothes, and no need to touch."

"Oh, so last time you were deliberately feeling up Wang Xinyan?" Shen Yushu asked.

"Last time I didn't bring the needles," Wei Zhao said.