Tang Yichen looked at the seven elixir pills, blinked his eyes, and innocently asked, "Is... is this a success?"
Upon hearing Tang Yichen’s words, Yun Sen immediately leaned in close to him and whispered, "Fourth Master, you might not know this, but an explosion during pill refining means success—that’s Miss Gu’s signature style."
Anyway, he had never seen anyone else who could successfully refine pills and still end up with an explosion.
There’s such a signature style?
Although Yun Sen’s voice was very low, Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi heard him.
Now, Su Yunling finally understood why Gu Zhiqi refused to use his precious pill furnace and chose to use a pressure cooker instead.
Gu Zhiqi pinched the seven elixir pills and stood up. She turned to look at Yun Sen and spoke faintly, "Who said an exploding furnace is my signature style?"
Gu Zhiqi spoke earnestly, "When refining the Vermilion Pill, the furnace explodes as long as the process is successful."
Yun Sen: Are you sure?
How do you explain last time then? The pill you refined wasn’t the Vermilion Pill.
However, these were thoughts Yun Sen would never dare to say out loud.
After picking up all the elixir pills, she took out a plastic bag from her storage bracelet and dumped all the pills into it.
The trio of onlookers fell silent upon witnessing this.
Putting them in a plastic bag like that, isn’t that a bit careless?
After refining the elixir pills in the morning, Gu Zhiqi made a trip to the hospital in the afternoon. Now that her Yuan Force had recovered, it was time to deal with Mo Weiran’s issue.
However, upon seeing the person in Mo Weiran’s hospital room, Gu Zhiqi somewhat regretted coming to the hospital.
As she approached the doorway of the hospital room, Gu Zhiqi spotted a slightly familiar figure. After thinking for a few seconds, she recognized him—it was Teacher Mo, her new class head teacher.
Thinking about her reason for asking for leave, Gu Zhiqi wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
But before she could, Mo Weiran spotted her at the doorway.
As soon as he saw Gu Zhiqi, Mo Weiran waved his arms excitedly and shouted loudly, "Miss Gu!"
The moment Mo Weiran spoke, Gu Zhiqi dismissed the idea of leaving.
Teacher Mo in the hospital room also turned his head toward the door. When he saw that the visitor was Gu Zhiqi, he was momentarily stunned, "Student Gu Zhiqi?"
Gu Zhiqi stepped into the hospital room and casually greeted Teacher Mo, "Teacher Mo."
Teacher Mo nodded and, with a puzzled look, asked, "I thought you were attending a funeral? How come you are in the capital? And in Mo Weiran’s..."
Before he could finish speaking, Teacher Mo glanced at Mo Weiran and then back to Gu Zhiqi.
Claiming to be attending a funeral and now appearing in Mo Weiran’s hospital room—this was... somewhat eerie.
Feeling uneasy under Teacher Mo’s gaze, Mo Weiran said, "Uncle, how do you and Miss Gu know each..."
He cut himself off halfway through his sentence when suddenly, he recalled something.
He remembered, his uncle was the class head teacher of Class 8, and that was the class Gu Zhiqi had recently transferred to.
Having heard Mo Weiran address Teacher Mo, surprise flashed in Gu Zhiqi’s eyes, but then, she understood.
So, Teacher Mo was the unfortunate uncle who had been entangled by his nephew’s ’Peach Blossom Calamity’.
No wonder. They shared the same surname, and their appointed times of death were originally on the same day.
However, now both of their fated calamities had nearly been resolved.
The hospital room fell into a brief silence, but the quiet didn’t last long before Mo Weiran spoke up again, "Uncle, the one who brought me to the hospital was Gu... I mean, Student Gu."