Nan Yi drank the medicinal soup and experienced it carefully. After entering his stomach, he felt that the medicinal soup turned into warm current and spread into his limbs and bones. It indeed changed his condition from extremely weak to only slightly weak and weak. It can be said that it had an immediate effect.
All I can say is that although medicine in this world is expensive, you get what you pay for. Although it was only a bowl, it was like a Chinese medicine version of a special medicine, which directly replenished the vitality.
He looked at Song Zhong and said ashamedly: "It's already getting late, Brother Song, you should hurry back to the school. I will recover later and go back to the school on my own."
Song Zhong was not too polite and took his leave after taking the empty bowl.
The annual exam is coming soon, and the study seminars before the exam are indeed very important for ordinary students.
Looking at Song Zhong's retreating figure, Nan Yi felt a slight headache, although he was not in a complicated mood.
A gentleman has no regard for his heart. Regardless of whether Song Zhong intended to put the original person in debt or not, for the sake of temporarily putting aside his studies and personally sending the original person to the medical clinic for care and paying for the medicine in advance, Nan Yi must pay for the original person. I bear this feeling.
However, Nan Yi, who comes from Blue Star, knows clearly that only by improving his own worth first can he make money more easily and pay off debts more easily.
At the moment, for him, the only way to get promoted is to get first place in the annual examination and get a letter of recommendation from Nanshan Academy.
"Fortunately, since Song Zhong didn't ask for favors or hint that I was cheating on him, it means that he just wanted to have a good relationship with me and move around more to get closer."
"Even though it's called medicine money, it's actually a favor. To be honest, he doesn't necessarily want me to repay the favor right away."
Nan Yi lowered his eyes and looked back at Song Zhongyuan's retreating back.
In fact, Nan Yi himself doesn't care much about Nanshan Academy's annual examination. He is more interested in the weird and mysterious things in this world than studying for exams.
But unfortunately, the original person was too poor.
He came from a poor mountain village and his family was poor. He relied on his parents and brothers to save money and work hard to barely make up the basic expenses for him to study in the county.
Nan Yi inherits Nan Yi's identity, and the first problem he faces is lack of money. If he didn't seize the opportunity to take the annual exam and take a small leap over the dragon gate, Nan Yi felt that it would be impossible for him to endure the life of eating glutinous rice every day like his original self.
Therefore, even if it is to avoid being fooled in the future, Nan Yi must find a way to get the first place in the annual examination and find a way to make money.
These two things are indispensable.
Taking advantage of the fact that he was currently weak and still had difficulty getting out of bed and moving around, Nan Yi concentrated on planning the follow-up.
This world is similar to Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, where there are hidden mysteries under the rule of the dynasty. At the same time, although the Dali Dynasty where he originally lived was similar to the ancient Blue Star Tianxia Dynasty, it seemed to be vaguely on the eve of the emergence of capitalism and was full of vitality.
But for ordinary people, if they want to advance in class, the most reliable way is to study.
In fact, Nan Yi, who was originally a top student in the Nanshan School, had already broken through his inherent class as long as he was willing to work as a retainer or staff member of any powerful landowner in Nanshan County, or even marry him into a son-in-law.
It's just that when I got to Long, I looked forward to Shu. I was naturally unwilling to just be a small retainer, staff or even son-in-law in Nanshan County when I had the chance to get a chance to study in the county college.
And Nan Yi, who had traveled through time, naturally looked down upon these wealthy landlords and businessmen in the county town even more.
He thought to himself that even if he was cautious and didn't rush to get in touch with the weird things in this world before solving the problem of eating, he should still work hard to read the scrolls.
Although this annual examination is not a triennial scientific examination, it is also organized by the county government and administered by all county schools every year.
There are four assessment subjects in total, namely political examination, policy theory, literary studies, and classics.
Among them, the political test is similar to Nan Yi’s previous life test, which tests the comprehensive ability to deal with political scenarios;
Policy theory is similar to application theory, focusing on the speculation and deduction of simulated policy procedures;
Wenfu is similar to propositional composition. It not only focuses on literary talent, but also pays attention to the vision pattern;
Jingyi is similar to answering questions on literary knowledge in Studying Powerful Kingdom, except that they are all fill-in-the-blank questions.
In short, due to the complexity of the annual examination questions, every year on the eve of the annual examination, the students in the school will have a final sprint study under the leadership of the lecturer, and try to guess the questions.
Nan Yi had to rest for a few days due to an accident caused by his original awakening of the "Dong Zhen" talent. If he sprinted before the exam, he would undoubtedly fall behind.
But as luck would have it, in his previous life, before he was diagnosed with cancer and retired to rest, Nan Yi happened to be a member of the small town's problem-solving establishment.
He recalled the past examination papers in Chu County and felt that there was something interesting about them.
Thanks to Yuan Shen's study and hard work, Yuan Shen has a solid foundation and a good grasp of the knowledge and theories in books.
The point that usually limits their test scores is mainly their vision. Regarding some of the newly popular trends and hot topics in the Dali Dynasty, if you don’t have money to buy the original version of the official newspaper, it is easy to be blind.
Therefore, it is very important for Nan Yi himself, and even for most ordinary students in Nanshan Academy, that the academy pays for the official newspaper and organizes discussions among students on the eve of the annual exam.
But Nan Yi has insights from his previous life. Although most of them cannot be directly applied, his vision is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people in this life.
Therefore, Nanshan School ranked first in this year's annual examination, and Nan Yi is still confident to compete.
Time passed slowly as Nan Yi recalled and thought about the contents of past examination papers.
I don’t know how long it took, but someone suddenly approached the ward.
Nan Yi turned his head and looked, but it was the medical officer of the hospital, named Xu and Luo, and he was dressed in blue.
After handling the patients who had been consulted in the front hall, Xu Luo, who had just been free, came to the backyard ward and asked in a warm voice: "Little man, do you still feel unwell?"
As he spoke, Xu Luo reached out to Nan Yi's left wrist to diagnose it.
But when Nan Yi saw Xu Luo, he subconsciously squinted his eyes slightly, then lowered his eyes to his wrist and said, "Thank you, the doctor, for your trouble. I'll be much better now. I feel like I can get up and get off the ground after a while."
"The pulse has indeed stabilized. However, your health is too poor. If you go back to rest, you should try to eat as much as possible for two meals a day." Xu Luo's voice was clear and gentle, and he suddenly said, "Mr. Song came to prescribe medicine for you earlier. , I told you about your family situation and asked if there is a cheaper prescription. But your health is really poor and your vitality is lacking. You really need to take good supplements to cure the root cause. "
"If you are worried about the money for medicine, you can come to my clinic to help me after the school year exams are over and keep an account book for me."
Xu Luo seemed to see Nan Yi's embarrassing situation, and kindly and sincerely prepared a odd job for Nan Yi.
A warmth rose involuntarily from Nan Yi's heart.
He tried hard to control his expression so as not to show any strangeness, and naturally raised his head following the warmth in his heart, from looking at his left wrist which was being pinched, to looking at Xu Luo's gaze.
"Thank you, Medical Officer Xu, for your kindness." Nan Yicheng spoke fearfully, hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "After the year-end exam is over, I will take a look at the situation and think about it."
"Forget it, it's all up to you." Xu Luo still had a gentle smile in his eyes, "But the body is the foundation of everything. Young Master, you must pay more attention to it, and don't let a small thing cost you a big thing. "
"Well, I don't have to. Thank you Doctor Xu for the tip. I will pay more attention to it later." Nan Yi nodded repeatedly.
Xu Luo took back his right hand and said, "It will take about one more stick of incense, and the medicine will be gone, and your body will be initially recovered. Then you can get out of bed and leave, and go back to your school to rest for three to five days. Remember, You must rest in peace for the next few days and don’t worry too much to avoid damaging the fundamentals of your body.”
Nan Yi pursed his lips and said nothing, but nodded.
Xu Luo didn't say anything else. He stood up from the stool beside the bed and rushed back to the front hall of the hospital for a consultation.
But even though Xu Luo was gone long ago, Nan Yi still tightened his heart and did not dare to do anything that was not in line with his current state.
He leaned on the bedside, seeming to feel sorry for himself for being short of money, and sighed silently.
But with the action of sighing, Nan Yi secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly relaxing his heartstrings to prevent his muscles from becoming too stiff.
Just a moment ago, when Nan Yi looked at Xu Luo walking towards the ward, "Dongzhen" activated.
[Name: Xu Luo. 】
[Ziography: spiritual practice. 】
[Rank: Huang Jie▇▇]
[Chronicle: Dali Dynasty-Chu County-Nanshan County-Baoan Medical Center is a skilled medical officer. 】
[Birth age: Thirty-three and eight months. 】
【Shouyuan：▇▇】
【Ability: ▇▇】
The "Dongzhen" talent itself has a rank of lower yellow rank.
After Nan Yi made restrictions and adjustments to "Dong Zhen", it will only retain information that does not exceed the yellow level and that Nan Yi can understand and recognize.
In other words, Xu Luo, the medical officer of the Baoan Medical Center, is not only not an ordinary person, but also a monk of at least the middle rank of Huang rank with unknown abilities.
Nan Yi, who discovered this, immediately became vigilant in his heart.
Then, Xu Luo's seemingly kind words could not move Nan Yi at all.
But even so, Nan Yi Shicai couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and was almost moved by Xu Luo's kind words and deeds.
"It's a bewitching ability!"
Nan Yi, who was slightly frightened, tried his best to behave like a pedantic scholar who was shy and shy. He made excuses and considered them later, without explicitly rejecting or agreeing.
But to be honest, he had no idea whether his performance would make Xu Luo suspicious.
There was only one thing he knew clearly: neither relatives nor relatives, Xu Luo's sudden kindness just now was definitely not out of pure kindness as a doctor.
"Perhaps Xu Luo is not sure whether he is an ordinary person, so he wants to give me a reason to stay under his nose, so that he can observe me for a while?"
Nan Yi had some guesses, but was not sure, so he had to put the matter behind him for the time being.
Anyway, no matter what, there is nothing wrong with hiding the matter of awakening one's innate supernatural powers and remaining an ordinary person.
Not knowing the atmosphere and customs of this world's spiritual practice for the time being, Nan Yiquan pretended that he was playing werewolf, hiding his identity, and remaining respectful.
He would rather prepare the examination papers in this world first and establish a foothold, rather than hastily explore the mysterious and strange things related to the spiritual world now.
Moreover, Nan Yi just checked the original memory again.
In my original impression, Xu Luo, the medical officer of Baoan Medical Center, stated to the outside world that he should be 40-6 this year.
But under "Dongzhen", Xu Luo was clearly only thirty-three years old.
It is possible that Xu Luo was a doctor and lied about his age in order to convince his patients of the diagnosis. But Nan Yi subconsciously tended to make malicious speculations, feeling that there was definitely something wrong with Xu Luo who lied about his age.
After all, being on guard against others is absolutely essential.
With a faint sigh, Nan Yi closed his eyes and took a nap. After another incense burner, he got up from the bed when the strength of his limbs recovered.
He straightened the bedding and walked from the backyard to the front hall of the hospital.
Xu Luo was looking through the ledger at this time.
Seeing this, Nan Yi greeted softly: "Medical Officer Xu, I will leave first."
"Okay, walk slowly. Remember to take a rest when you get back." Xu Luo nodded with a smile and said nothing more.
Nan Yi went straight out of the Baoan Medical Center.
After Nan Yi left, Xu Luo was still flipping through the ledger.
But after flipping through a few pages, in the account book that was originally full of memories, a page with most of the contents still blank suddenly appeared.
Xu Luoti pen wrote in the blank space:
[Nanshan School, Nan Yi, a student, doubts the fruit of Taoism. 】
Above this line of words, there are several names of people written before, all of which are noted with the results.
However, these names have already been underlined by Xu Luo——
A write-off.
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