Chapter 1978 — Truly Speechless: If Granny Sun's true qi had not been in her head but elsewhere in her meridians, Wei Zhao could have helped drive it out; but the true qi was in her head, and Wei Zhao dared not act rashly for fear of doing her head further harm, so the prudent course was for Granny Sun to cultivate it away herself.
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"Why do you say that? Aren't you going to pick up Yaoyao and Xiaoshu tonight?" Han Jingyi asked.
"That's perfect, then. They can both drive — have them drive your brother's car back for him." Wei Zhao thought it over; she had a point. He did have to pick up Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu.
"Great!" Han Jingyi agreed readily.
Wei Zhao finally let out a breath of relief. He was just about to say something when Han Jingyi went on: "But my brother doesn't have the car key. We'll have to go give it to them."
"...Forget I said anything. We'll go to the school together tonight." With that, Wei Zhao shut his mouth and did not say another word to Han Jingyi. He was afraid he would die of sheer exasperation.
At this hour the service hall was empty. Wei Zhao parked downstairs, and he and Han Jingyi collected the property deeds without any trouble, wasting no time at all.
Back in the car, Wei Zhao was about to head back to the villa when Han Jingyi said, "Is there an antique market around here? Brother Wei Zhao, could you take me to have a look?"
"What are you going to an antique market for?" Wei Zhao asked, puzzled.
"I want to buy a medicine cauldron," Han Jingyi said.
"A medicine cauldron? What do you want one of those for?" Wei Zhao frowned, and something in his heart gave a small jolt. A medicine cauldron was a tool for alchemists. In ancient times the Daoist sects had used them for refining pills as well, so such things did occasionally turn up in antique markets — but Han Jingyi was a student. What did she need a medicine cauldron for?
"To study alchemy!" Han Jingyi concealed nothing, answering him honestly.
"Alchemy?" Wei Zhao was startled. Who was this Han Jingyi, that she even knew about alchemy? Could she be the child of some hidden clan or ancient sect?
"Yes. You don't know about alchemy?" Han Jingyi's expression grew even stranger as she looked at him. "You came here to study medicine, and you've never even heard of alchemy? Then do you know what an alchemist is?"
Wei Zhao looked at her astonishment and smiled bitterly to himself. Was alchemy as a profession really so common — so common that even ordinary people knew about it?
"You mean the alchemists of the legendary cultivation world?" Wei Zhao asked, betraying nothing.
"Ah, so you do know, Brother Wei Zhao! I said as much — anyone who comes to Bailingtou to study medicine is more or less from a family in the medicine trade!" Han Jingyi nodded. "I want to become an alchemist, that's why I applied for the medicine program."
"Then do you know how one becomes an alchemist?" Wei Zhao pressed on.