Chapter 90: Can You Also Cure Nearsightedness?

Duan Xingye was startled at first, then his eyes grew red. He took the fluffy peach and said gratefully, "Wenwen is so good to me."

Bai Chuwei said nothing. In truth, she was worried that the peach trees at this school had no one tending them and had been growing wild; even if she ripened the fruit, it might not taste good. She wanted Duan Xingye to serve as the first test taster...

Duan Xingye twisted open a bottle of mineral water, washed the peach with it, then took a fierce bite and said in delight, "Sweet."

Bai Chuwei lightly brushed her slender fingers along her chin and gazed at the brilliant peach blossoms of spring, murmuring, "Looks like they’ve grown well."

While Duan Xingye was gnawing on the first peach of the year, he asked curiously, "Why did you come here, Ancestor Wenwen?"

Bai Chuwei curled the corner of her mouth a little and said indifferently, "I wanted to find a better peach grove and pick some peach petals to make wine."

In another little while, it would be that person’s death anniversary. He had died in late spring, never living to see the peaches ripen in summer. Every year at this time, she would brew a jar of peach blossom wine to honor him.

Wine had to be brewed in advance.

Hearing that, Duan Xingye could not help wanting to recommend his fourth uncle’s estate in South City, planted full of peach trees.

Bai Chuwei did not want to talk about it further. Hearing the headmaster’s passionate speech on the playground, she curved her lips and changed the subject. "Why did you come to school so late today? Didn’t you usually arrive early for morning study?"

Duan Xingye’s eyes were even redder. His voice, which he was trying hard to steady, still carried a hint of choking emotion. "I suddenly feel that studying doesn’t mean much."

He had studied so hard because he wanted his father to understand him, but now it seemed unnecessary. His father had another son he was more proud of.

Bai Chuwei gave a soft laugh. "Fool, studying was never for anyone else. It’s for yourself. A person has to live for himself."

Duan Xingye looked at Bai Chuwei for a long while, then gradually lowered his head and murmured, "I understand."

After finally collecting himself, Duan Xingye followed Bai Chuwei toward the small garden. "But Wenwen doesn’t study either!"

Bai Chuwei’s tone was languid. "I didn’t come to school to study."

She sat down at the stone table beneath the garden trellis, and from behind her came a voice full of curiosity. "Excuse me, are you classmate Bai Chuwei?"

Bai Chuwei glanced at the girl. "Here for an appointment? Come sit down."

Last week, Bai Chuwei had become famous overnight because of her treatment of Su Ruan’s menstrual pain, and the girls who were curious about her medical skills had added her on social media to make appointments.

Bai Chuwei’s consultation fee was comparable to a hospital registration charge. A specialist appointment at a big hospital cost only a little over a hundred yuan, while Bai Chuwei’s starting price of two thousand was simply astronomical.

Still, most of the students at Henghua First High came from well-off families, and there were many who were curious about Bai Chuwei’s medical skill.

It was not unusual for people to spend two thousand yuan just to satisfy their curiosity.

Bai Chuwei’s appointments had already been filled for the week, and most of them were just there to join the fun.

Qi Yue was a freshman this year. Pretty and adorable, and moreover the little princess of the Qi family, one of the eight great aristocratic clans, with a powerful older brother like Qi Mo, she lived a very comfortable life.

When the news spread through the girls’ circles at school that Su Ruan’s menstrual pain had been cured, Qi Yue felt very displeased.

What she hated most was people using girls’ menstrual pain as a gimmick!

So what if she threw away two thousand yuan? She would treat it as a way to dampen Bai Chuwei’s arrogance. Chin lifted, she said, "A sky-high consultation fee of two thousand yuan? Since you’re so amazing, then tell me whether I’m sick or not. If you can’t find anything wrong with me, give me my money back."

Qi Yue loved sports and had a body that was in excellent shape; she did not even get colds or fevers.

Bai Chuwei took one look and said, "You’re nearsighted."

Qi Yue and Duan Xingye stared at Bai Chuwei for nearly a minute.

Qi Yue suddenly clutched her face and gave an excited squeal. "You... you mean you can even cure nearsightedness?"