Chapter 41 Part 2
Netizens usually mocked him, saying they would only sell health supplements to those who believed in metaphysics, but now, the future developers of those health supplements had come to him.
Han Ye quickly explained the situation. Sanshui Zhenren, having watched Chengde Medical Clinic’s live streams regularly, naturally recognized the height-shrinking young man.
Staring at the soles of Yang Zhiyuan’s feet, Sanshui Zhenren said with certainty, “This was written with cinnabar by a practitioner, a curse used to ‘step on’ one’s opponent, causing misfortune, and in those with weak qi, illness.”
Sanshui Zhenren, recalling Wu Heng saying Han Ye’s height would shrink indefinitely until his organs were crushed, thought it was a bit exaggerated.
It was impossible for someone’s foot pressure to crush a healthy young man like Han Ye to death.
But Wu Heng had never misdiagnosed in his live streams. Sanshui Zhenren wasn’t entirely sure.
Han Ye asked, “I just want to know why he’s doing this to me, I’ve only known him for less than half a month.”
Was it necessary to be so ruthless?
Sanshui Zhenren took out his turtle shell, tossed it, and chanted, seemingly performing divination.
Han Ye missed Wu Heng, who could diagnose anything just by taking a pulse remotely.
Sanshui Zhenren looked at the divination results. “You two are from the same place. The conflict lies in academics and romance.”
Han Ye looked confused. What?
One of his roommates said, “I heard Brother Yang mention he was a repeat student from Zhou Cheng First High School.”
Han Ye was surprised, he was a student at Second High School, right next door. He was right.
Yang Zhiyuan, exasperated, finally said coldly, “Have you forgotten about the biology competition?”
Han Ye exclaimed, “What? I barely passed the biology competition… you can’t be the one I edged out, are you? That pathetic?”
Yang Zhiyuan: “…”
He actually was.
He had wanted to gain extra points through the competition but messed up, and after that, in every city-wide exam, Han Ye’s name was always just one spot ahead of his. Even after the college entrance exam, when he confessed to the girl he liked, she rejected him, saying she liked Han Ye from Second High School.
Han Ye, it was always Han Ye.
Yang Zhiyuan’s family was wealthy. His father had even offered to send him abroad for his education, but he refused, determined to prove himself through the college entrance exam.
He had indeed proven himself, getting into the medical university based on his own merit.
However, he and Han Ye were accepted into the same university, the same major, and even the same dorm through the random roommate assignment.
That name was a nightmare!
Han Ye didn’t know him, but Yang Zhiyuan had known Han Ye for too long. He dreamt of that name.
Would he always be stepped on by Han Ye? Why?
Han Ye wanted to step on him? Then why couldn’t he step on Han Ye?
He was just giving him a taste of his own medicine, what was wrong with that?
Han Ye cursed, “You’re truly insane, I didn’t even know you before!”
Wanting him dead because of this?! This guy had serious issues!
Sanshui Zhenren said, “Such malicious actions will affect your merits in the afterlife, those who harm others will face karmic retribution.”
The recent high-profile case of Lu Guoliang was a prime example.
According to netizens, Lu Guoliang was suffering terribly in detention, the wounds inflicted by Wang Mei and the others wouldn’t heal, the pain constant.
After his execution, he would face further punishment in the underworld.
A flicker of panic crossed Yang Zhiyuan’s face, and he nodded quickly, “Yes, I know, so I felt bad about it afterward and ordered everyone the latest shoes from my family’s company as an apology.”
“If Han Ye hadn’t found out, I would have cleaned it off tomorrow morning.”
Their counselor, who was off-screen, exclaimed, “Yang Shoe Company is your family’s? The domestic shoe tycoon Yang Xing is your father?”
Han Ye cursed, “Who the hell wants your damned shoes?! I don’t want them! Get lost!”
His other two roommates were embarrassed, they couldn’t accept the shoes now, not after what happened to Han Ye, they couldn’t side with the perpetrator, but it was a pity, those were expensive shoes!
Their counselor tried to mediate. “Now that we understand the situation, have Yang Zhiyuan remove the name and birth date from his feet, write a 1,000-word apology letter, and properly apologize to Xiao Han.”
“I can help you switch dorms, let’s just consider this matter settled, you’re still classmates after all.”
Seeing Han Ye’s grim silence, the counselor frowned and added, “Even if you called the police, they would just issue a warning. What metaphysics nonsense, you’re 985 university students! Stop with the superstitions.”
Sanshui Zhenren thought for a moment. “Wash his feet with white vinegar at 3 a.m., it should remove the cinnabar.”
Han Ye thanked him and ended the connection, staring at Yang Zhiyuan menacingly.
“You’re not allowed to put your feet on the ground, or even walk, until you clean that off! Or I’ll fight you to the death!”
The thought of his name and birth date being trampled on by this bastard infuriated him.
One of his roommates chuckled awkwardly and said, “Brother Yang has probably realized his mistake. I’ll supervise him, he won’t touch the ground before 3 a.m. Our medical university has plenty of wheelchairs anyway.”
Self-service wheelchairs.
The roommates in dorm 302, having no energy to clean up the mess, climbed into their beds.
Han Ye sat cross-legged, staring at Yang Zhiyuan until 3 a.m., and after confirming that the cinnabar was completely removed following Sanshui Zhenren’s instructions, he finally relaxed.
But he still didn’t dare to sleep in his own dorm, going to Fan Xuan’s instead.
There was a studious student in Fan Xuan’s dorm who was already up and reading.
Han Ye’s sleep was restless, his body still feeling uncomfortable, and he also woke up.
He glanced at his phone on the bedside table and saw a notification about a package delivery, rolling his eyes.
If it had been yesterday, he would have been happy to receive the shoes from his new roommate, after all, his family was just middle-class, he wouldn’t spend eight thousand yuan on sneakers.
But now, knowing it was a guilt-ridden apology gift from Yang Zhiyuan after making him shrink four centimeters, Han Ye felt disgusted.
He would return them later.
Han Ye put on his shoes and got out of bed. The studious senior looked up from his book and couldn’t help but scrutinize him.
“What’s wrong, Senior?”
His senior said carefully, “Why don’t you measure your… height again?”
Han Ye, noticing that his eye level relative to Fan Xuan was different from last night, felt his heart sink.
Wait a minute…
Han Ye quickly grabbed his measuring tape.
“H-how much? Did it grow back?” Han Ye asked, his voice trembling.
Fan Xuan didn’t say anything, his hand shaking slightly as he showed Han Ye the number on the tape measure.
“172cm.” Seeing that number, Han Ye’s vision blurred, and he stumbled backward.
He shrunk again!
And significantly.
Han Ye clutched his aching heart, wailing, “Wu Heng, Doctor Wu Heng! I need another follow-up consultation! Wuwuwu…”
This was messing with his mind!
Wu Heng was woken up by the noise, a clear voice reciting English in the courtyard early in the morning.
Yang Xing, his hands slightly burnt from holding the English textbook too close to the candle flame, sat on the clinic’s doorstep, reading aloud. This was his favorite morning activity when he was alive.
The early bird catches the worm.
Such a beautiful morning was perfect for English reading practice.
“Be quiet,” Wu Heng said to Yang Xing, coming downstairs.
‘Can you burn a language learning machine for me? The kind that plays English tapes on repeat?’ Yang Xing asked, still holding his book.
Since discovering Wu Heng’s abilities, his mood had stabilized significantly.
‘Country bumpkin, everyone uses phone apps now, no one uses tapes anymore,’ the little white snake said, slithering in.
Since Xi Xi’s return from Beijing, the little white snake had been visiting the clinic more frequently, and earlier in the day.
Wu Heng said, “The underworld app store hasn’t caught up yet, English learning apps haven’t been updated.”
Even if there were any, his father said they were all eulogies written by foreigners, the translations nonsensical, with no educational value.
Wu Heng then grabbed the little white snake, which was trying to go upstairs. “Xi Xi is still asleep, you’re not allowed to go up.”
He Yunxiao had specifically messaged him, asking him to protect his daughter, to be wary of certain yellow-haired and white-haired snakes.
As he was thinking this, his phone vibrated. It was a WeChat message from He Yunxiao.
[He Yunxiao: Doctor Wu, I’m packing to move into the dorm today, the shoes I ordered arrived, I’ll send them to the Shi residence, you can pick them up when you’re free, or ask Xi Xi to come through the well. [picture]]
The photo showed a pair of bright orange sneakers, the original design quite eye-catching, comparable to international brands.
He Yunxiao had ordered a gray pair for himself, matching Xi Xi, his little gray snake.
He really liked the shoes and planned to wear them in the dorm.
[HengHengBaby: Don’t wear them.]
He Yunxiao, handing the shoebox to Shi Xuan, saw the message and froze.
Don’t wear them? Why? They were so stylish!
Wu Su, seeing Shi Xuan didn’t take the box, stepped forward and placed it aside, then walked towards the gate.
He Yunxiao had already left. Shi Xuan, in his black school uniform, a backpack slung over one shoulder, was standing at the gate. His family’s car was parked there.
Wu Su opened the car door for him, and Shi Xuan got in.
As the car was about to leave, Wu Su stopped the driver, one hand on the car window, and said carefully to Shi Xuan, “Mr. Shi has already left for Southeast Asia on a business trip.”
He had taken an early flight, a swift departure.
Shi Xuan nodded. “I know, Steward Wu.”
Wu Su waited, but Shi Xuan didn’t say anything else. “?”
Hadn’t he said he would let him resign once Mr. Shi was away on a business trip?
Was the young master still not fully awake after waking up so early for school?
Seeing that Steward Wu was still standing there, Shi Xuan carefully chose his words. “Steward Wu, the economy isn’t doing well, the job market is terrible, it won’t be easy for you to find another job. How about I raise your salary to three hundred thousand a month?”
Wu Su’s eyes widened. After a while, he asked, “Such a high salary, Young Master, are you planning to usurp Mr. Shi’s position?”
