Chapter 331: Chapter 331: The Shattered Plaster
Mo Jun and the others stared at him in astonishment. What had he learned?
Lin Feng explained with pride, “He must be just like Popeye. He gains special abilities after eating spinach!”
Mo Jun, Yun Long, and Jian Wu: “…”
Convinced he was making sense, Lin Feng asked expectantly, “Right? Isn’t it like I said?”
“You wish!” Mo Jun and the others cursed simultaneously, and couldn’t help but be amused.
Uncle, you truly have the innocent heart of a child.
Ouyang Hua burst out laughing, “It’s not like that. He, ah, suffers from a congenital language disorder and communication barrier syndrome. Normally, he can’t squeeze out a single word all day, only when he’s especially excited will he suddenly blurt out something. So to speak, he must take a stimulant first.”
So that’s how it was…
It dawned on Mo Jun and the others, no wonder Professor Meng seldom spoke a word.
With a sigh, Ouyang Hua continued, “It’s because he can’t speak, that he’s unwilling to take on students. It was with great difficulty that he accepted Feng Shuguo, only to be let down by such a despicable person. Because Meng Ke couldn’t communicate, he tolerated his behavior, focusing solely on research. Xiaoyun, this time he’s accepted you, you must cherish this opportunity, and not let down such a good mentor.”
Mo Jun nodded earnestly, “Professor, rest assured, I won’t do anything to disappoint my master.”
“Good, what a fine child. No wonder Mr. Hao took a liking to you. It’s just a pity…” Ouyang Hua said with regret, shaking his head, “in his current condition, nobody knows how much longer he can hold on.”
“Professor, frankly speaking, I want to research the Pill of Life in order to save my grandfather’s life. However, I hope you won’t tell anyone about this,” Mo Jun confessed to him.
Ouyang Hua was momentarily stunned, then filled with anticipation, “Can you really come up with it?”
“I can’t right now, so I need to learn more from my master.”
“Right, you should indeed study hard. I believe you will succeed. When you do, how about being my model?” Ouyang Hua still extended his sincere invitation.
“Okay,” Mo Jun agreed, this time without refusing him.
Seeing her finally consent, Ouyang Hua was instantly delighted like a child and then left feeling very satisfied.
Mo Jun also helped Professor Meng return to rest.
Back in their laboratory, Mo Jun expressed her gratitude, “Master, thank you for standing up for me today. I truly wish to be your disciple, and I will study diligently from now on. I promise not to let you down.”
Meng Ke glanced at her, then pulled her towards the stairs.
Mo Jun was somewhat taken aback, “Master, where are you taking me?”
She had never been to the second floor of the research building before.
And the second floor was where Meng Ke’s quarters were; he had lived at the school for many years.
He had a large study room there, and he led Mo Jun straight into it.
Entering the study with three walls of tall bookshelves, Mo Jun was surprised.
She hadn’t expected there to be so many books, all related to pharmacology.
Meng Ke, however, grabbed a plaster statue from the desk and smashed it on the floor.
Mo Jun jumped in fright, “Master, what are you doing?”
No sooner had she spoken than she saw, to her amazement, a small box revealed inside the shattered plaster…
Picking up the small box from the floor, Meng Ke opened it, his eyes showing that kind of tender look one gives their own child.