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Chapter 19 [19] Cheng Han is more edible than I imagined

After half an hour, the parade was over.

Cheng Han did not rush to the cafeteria like other students, but went to the infirmary first.

He walked to the door and immediately saw Wan Tengjiao's figure.

I saw the short-haired girl sitting on a chair with her back straight and her hands flat on her waist. It could be seen that she was practicing breathing.

I have to say that this girl is really hardworking in terms of cultivation.

There was a single bed next to it, and Yan Hong lay motionless on the bed with his eyes tightly closed.

Wan Tengjiao heard footsteps, opened his eyes, and said hello: "So you are here."

Cheng Han glanced at Yan Hong and asked, "How is his condition?"

Wan Tengjiao said quickly: "Just now the school doctor checked Yan Hong, and he did suffer from acute gastritis, your previous judgment was correct.

"The school doctor saw that he was in severe pain and gave him 'sleeping soup'. He has fallen asleep now. Now the school doctor has gone out to buy herbs, and it is estimated that he will come back in half an hour."

Cheng Han nodded slightly.

Perhaps because of the existence of origin energy, the various herbal medicines produced in this world are incredibly effective. Most common diseases can be easily cured with just a few doses of medicine.

Wan Tengjiao praised again: "Your decision is very correct. If Yan Hong goes to participate in the parade exercise, he will definitely faint halfway, and our class's test score will be deducted a lot."

Cheng Han understated: "I am the supervisor, and this is my responsibility."

Wan Tengjiao felt a little emotional: "You are much stronger than Fang Han. That guy will only rely on his status as a supervisor to call and shout at his classmates. He has never taken the initiative to care about his classmates like you."

She didn't think Fang Han was too bad in the past, but now that she has witnessed Cheng Han's deeds with her own eyes, facing the grass dog's unruffled behavior, and realizing that her classmate is sick in time, she has a reference in her heart, and naturally feels that Fang Han is useless.

Cheng Han smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "Go and eat quickly, I'll come and see Gu Yanhong."

Wan Tengjiao nodded: "Good!"

She stood up and left quickly.

15 minute later.

Wan Tengjiao returned to the infirmary with two exquisite lunch boxes.

She handed over a lunch box: "I brought you lunch."

Cheng Han was stunned for a moment, and reached out to take the lunch box: "Thank you!"

Wan Tengjiao smiled: "You are very refreshing, that's good!"

Cheng Han raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm hungry."

The whole class knew that the short-haired girl's father served in the Black Armored Army, and her family was not ordinary rich. Her mother bought an apartment off-campus and hired a cook to cook lunch for Wan Tengjiao.

Since local tyrants are willing to treat them to dinner, why bother to be hypocritical?
Wan Tengjiao pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak again.

Cheng Han opened the lunch box and started to cook.

There are four kinds of dishes in the lunch box, all of which are rarely seen by ordinary people, each of which is delicious in color and fragrance, and the taste is not inferior to the high-end restaurants in the previous life.

Not long after, the school doctor came back.

The two chatted with him for a few words before leaving the infirmary.

*
Cheng Han returned to the classroom and just sat down when he heard Qian Qingqing's voice: "I heard that you have been in the infirmary for a long time and have been taking care of Yan Hong?"

He nodded: "Yes."

Qian Qingqing asked again: "I didn't see you in the cafeteria, did you have lunch?"

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment, and said "Yes".

The little girl and Wan Tengjiao were clearly at odds. It seemed that because of the fact that she was often fed, he thought it best not to tell the truth, otherwise she would definitely be upset.

Qian Qingqing took out a bunch of snacks from the drawer and stuffed them all in one go: "You must be very hungry now, eat quickly!"

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched, and he squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."

Although he was quite full, in order to cover up the lie just now, he had no choice but to take the snacks and try to stuff them into his mouth.

Qian Qingqing asked again with concern: "Are these snacks enough? Shall I go out and buy some later?"

Cheng Han shook his head resolutely: "That's enough! Don't buy it!"

If the little girl really bought another pile of food, he would have to stay alive in the classroom today.

Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes: "Really?"

Cheng Han struggled to swallow a piece of pastry, nodded repeatedly: "It's absolutely true!"

Only then did Qian Qingqing give up the idea just now: "That's good."

Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Qingqing muttered, "Everyone says that you have no friendship with Yan Hong, but you are so devoted to him. In the whole school, there is no supervisor who is more responsible than you."

From this sentence, it can be heard that this incident has spread to the whole class, and the students have truly recognized him.

Cheng Han rubbed his stomach, and said modestly, "It's just a matter of duty."

on the other side.

Wan Tengjiao pretended to be casual and glanced in a certain direction.

She withdrew her gaze and muttered softly, "I underestimated you, it's more edible than I thought."

Earlier, she was worried that Cheng Han would not be full, so she specifically told the chef to add a lot of extra food to the lunch box. She never expected that Cheng Han could still eat snacks.

*
In the last self-study class in the afternoon, Cheng Han was too lazy to do his homework, so he simply did "private work".

He recalled the "imprint map" in his mind, and carefully compared the outlines of the figures in the phantom. It took him half an hour to screen out twelve suspects.

This number is less than expected.

However, compared to the hundreds of people initially delineated, the difficulty of finding the man behind the grass dog incident from among the 12 people has been reduced by a lot.
Cheng Han wanted to imprint the map, locked on the No. [-] target, and said silently: "Deduction!"

Although I have never seen the face of this person, let alone the name of the other person, the back view is the best "relevant object", through which the omniscient eye can obtain effective information.

The scalp felt cool immediately.

Visions ensued.

The results showed that Target No. [-] had taken a botany practical class the day before yesterday, but did not do anything to the soft silk vine.

Cheng Han continued his efforts, conducted three consecutive deduction, and ruled out three more suspects.

The next No. [-] goal finally showed a different result.

Failed!
No phantoms!

Failure to deduce the result is precisely the biggest problem!

Cheng Han's face was solemn: "The reason why the illusion is so blurry is probably because the other party has special protection, and the level of the all-seeing eye is too low to see the true face of this person.

"The failure of the deduction this time shows that the No. [-] target may also possess special powers, which proves that he is very likely to be behind the scenes."

To be on the safe side, Cheng Han conducted two more deduction.

For the first time, deduce the No. [-] target.

The phantom came as expected.

That means, skills are normal.

For the second time, No. [-] was deduced again.

Failed again!

Just once, maybe by accident.

Twice in a row, that is inevitable.

Cheng Han was very excited: "It really is this guy!"

"Ding bell~"

The get out of class bell rang.

The students, who couldn't sit still for a long time, swarmed out of the classroom.

The school only has one day off every ten days, and tomorrow happens to be a rest day, so everyone is eager to go home early.

Cheng Han greeted the little girl, and walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

He walked along the corridor for more than ten meters, passing the classroom of the second class of the fourth grade, turned his head and took a look, and used the "imprinting" technique to engrave the picture in his mind.

Cheng Han turned his head as if nothing had happened, and inspected the engraved map as he walked forward at a leisurely pace.

When his eyes swept across a desk, his heart suddenly moved, and a message flashed in his mind.

Qin Zicheng!
found it!
Cheng Han chuckled: "Although you are protected by special powers, even if I see your back, I can't deduce it, but your desk is not there, so I can still find you out."

(End of this chapter)