Crying, the crispy boss tore up the plot again

Bai Chi soon arrived at the academy, which was Ling Yunxiao's teacher and the academy where his father taught.

It has to be said that Ling Yunxiao was indeed a young genius. The year before he left Yongcheng, he had already passed the academy examination and became a scholar.

This year, he happened to catch up with the provincial examination and achieved a good ranking. He was also in the same academy with the teacher, becoming a young teacher.

For Ling Yunxiao, who possesses a strong mental power, he is not surprised by how talented he is.

However, the main reason he came to the academy was for Master Ling. Coincidentally, the master's surname was also Ling, and this was one of the reasons why he became Ling Chengxiao's enlightenment master.

Master Ling was ill, and Bai Chi discovered it by accident. He hid it very well, especially from Ling Yunxiao, who was completely unaware of it.

The college was not far away, and Bai Chi found it quickly.

Bai Chi knew every place Ling Yunxiao had been to in the capital. In Xiao Hei's words, he was simply a perverted voyeur!

Unfortunately, Xiao Hei didn’t dare to say it.

The gatekeeper saw Bai Chi and stopped him directly: "Who are you? We are all in class now, what are you doing here?"

"My last name is Fang. I'm looking for Master Ling here. Just tell him that Doctor Fang has something to ask him."

The news that Doctor Liu's disciple appeared in the capital had spread to almost half of the city after a night of fermentation.

But the child was only about five or six years old and obviously didn't know.

Instead, he stared at Bai Chi suspiciously: "Doctor Fang?"

Bai Chi was playing with the gourd pendant on his waist. Someone nearby had heard him introduce himself and looked over here.

"Yes, Mr. Ling, the older one in your academy, is sick, and I went to see him."

The little boy was shocked: "Grandpa Ling is sick! Then you wait here for me."

After saying that, he turned around and ran. Bai Chi was stunned for a moment before he realized that this Grandpa Ling was Master Ling.

Mingming was barely forty years old, but because he was worried, in order to avoid people noticing that his face was increasingly similar to Ling Yunxiao, he not only grew a long beard but also hunched his body out of habit.

He looks like an old man in his 50s or 60s, no wonder the child said that.

A moment later, just as passers-by were wondering whether this Doctor Fang was the Doctor Fang in the rumors, an old man hurried over.

This is Master Ling, also Ling Yunxiao’s biological father.

When he saw Bai Chi, he was stunned at first, then he quickly looked behind him.

Bai Chi explained: "Yun Xiao is still resting and hasn't come over yet."

As expected, Master Ling was stunned again, even a little shocked and hesitant.

Bai Chi suppressed his laughter, knowing that this was another misunderstanding, and calmly saluted with his fists clasped.

"Master Ling, let's go in and talk."

Master Ling nodded blankly, then turned and left, apparently still a little dazed.

Bai Chi followed calmly all the way to Master Ling's study in the courtyard, then he lifted his skirt and sat down opposite Master Ling.

Without giving Master Ling a chance to ask questions, he spoke directly.

"Master, let me take your pulse first."

"Meow master, your waist doesn't hurt anymore, meow~"

'Shut up! If you keep yelling, I'll delete your voice program!'

For a moment, Master Ling seemed to sense a murderous intent.

"Master, there is nothing wrong with your health. It's just that you are worried and sick, so you have been feeling unwell for a long time. Wait for me to prescribe two doses of medicine for you and give you a few injections."

But the young man had a gentle smile. Was it really an illusion just now?