No one can be a dog licker

"Uh..." Wang Er's voice was a little hesitant. He hurriedly pulled Wu Baitian's clothes and straightened her clothes. His movements seemed a little clumsy, as if he was trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Wu Baitian, even though you are wrapped in bandages, it's not good for you to be like this, right?"

Wu Baitian noticed Wang Er's strangeness, and then he suddenly realized that this was not a battlefield after all, but a high school, so there was naturally a difference between men and women. However, Wu Baitian did not care too much about it:

"Okay, but you don't think I'm cheating you out of eating Shuangpi milk, do you?"

Wang Er sighed, "This little money shouldn't be enough..."

Wu Baitian's heart moved, and his eyes wandered to Wang Er. The students in Class 1 were much better than those in other classes, so naturally they had more money.

A poor person is good at literature, while a rich person is good at martial arts. Even if a person is gifted, it is difficult for him to go further on the road of martial arts without the support of money.

Wang Er is ranked second in his grade, so his family background must be extraordinary. How can we trick him into sponsoring us?

Although Teacher Lin said he would sponsor her, who would complain about too much money? The resources she needed should be enough to ensure that both she and Heiye could improve.

During the two days of the weekend, Wu Baitian still chose to use breathing techniques to recover, and was even reluctant to use the three bottles of medicine given by Heiye. Wasn't it because he was poor?

She knew very well that when injured, the medicinal effects absorbed from the medicines would mainly be used for the body's recovery, and very little would actually nourish the blood and meridians. She really couldn't bear to do that.

Fortunately, the Qi and Blood Pill that Principal Lin fed her has nourished her internal organs, and now only her ribs have not healed yet.

"You, what are you doing?" Wang Er felt frightened when Wu Baitian looked at him like this. That look made him feel like a lamb to be slaughtered, and Wu Baitian was the hunter who had the power of life and death.

This feeling made Wang Er shiver and his body involuntarily shrank back.

"Okay, Wu Bai Tian! I didn't see anyone in the hospital, so I came back empty-handed. I guessed you would come to school today, so I got up early and went to your class to look for you, but I didn't expect you to skip class!"

Lin Ping walked over with a look of displeasure on his face, and then grabbed Wang Er's ear again, "And you! Wang Er!"

"Ouch, Teacher Lin, please be gentle, be gentle!" Wang Er wailed in pain. He struggled to break free from Lin Ping's hand, but Lin Ping was too strong and he couldn't get free at all.

Lin Ping let go of his hand and said, "Hurry up and go to class!"

Wang Er felt relieved and nodded quickly to agree: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" After that, he ran away without looking back, for fear that Lin Ping would hit him again.

"Teacher Lin, this double skin milk is delicious."

Wu Baitian sat at his seat, silently finishing his double skin milk, with a sweet smile on his face. But what he was thinking about was Lin Ping's words of getting up early? Nine or ten o'clock in the morning?

Lin Ping glanced at the pile of empty plates stacked high on the table, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He joked: "You must be addicted to eating at the rich man's table. However, judging by your thick skin, I feel that if you don't succeed, you will be really embarrassed."

Wu Baitian listened to Lin Ping's words, but he was not angry. He pointed to the bandages on his body and said, "I can't help it. I'm injured and need more bandages."

Although Lin Ping joked, he still went to buy two servings of double skin milk, handed one to Wu Baitian, and ate the other one himself.

"Haha, do you think you went to my hospital for nothing? The doctor agreed to let you go only because your lung injury has almost recovered.

As for the ribs, take a Qi and Blood Pill, or at worst a Qi and Blood Pill, and they should be almost healed."

While eating hot Shuangpi milk, Wu Baitian said vaguely, "Oh, I didn't want to take the medicine."

"You can't bear to take medicine?" Lin Ping frowned slightly, with a hint of blame in his tone, "Wu Baitian, what are you thinking? Can this be saved?"

"Yes, this can indeed be saved. In about two or three days, my ribs should be better recovered. By then, taking another blood-replenishing pill should be enough.

If I eat it now, I have to eat at least two. But one costs 8,000 yuan! Teacher Lin.

"..." This time Lin Ping was silent. When facing Wu Baitian, Lin Ping always forgot how ordinary her family was. Listening to her nonchalant words, he felt a little distressed.

Learning martial arts is difficult in itself, and without sufficient financial support, the difficulty will more than double.

Seeing Lin Ping's slightly sympathetic expression, Wu Baitian raised his hand and said, "Teacher Lin, please stop fantasizing! What do you want to talk to me about? Have you come up with a plan to promote the breathing method? How much can you pay for a one-time buyout?"

Lin Ping came back to his senses immediately: "Yes, the plan has been initially formed. However, before we talk about money, I want to hear your ideas first."

"Idea?" Wu Baitian raised his eyebrows. "My idea is very simple, that is to make money. The breathing method was developed by me, and of course I hope it can bring me the greatest value. So, if you buy it out in one go, how much can you give me?"

Lin Ping looked at Wu Bai Tian and couldn't help but sigh. He knew that Wu Bai Tian only used the breathing method as a way to make money, and because of his ordinary family background, he attached great importance to money, so he was completely unaware of the great value of the breathing method.

I can only say earnestly: “Wu Baitian, breathing method is not just a tool to make money.

Even though the effect on warriors is very small, it can help ordinary people improve their physical condition and even change their fate to some extent. You don't understand its value at all, so you choose to buy it out in one go?"

Wu Baitian nodded without hesitation, "Yes! I also hope that my name will not appear on the list of developers, so Mr. Lin, please see if you can give me more~"

Lin Ping pondered for a moment, then gave a number: "Five million, what do you think?"

Wu Baitian frowned, obviously the number did not meet expectations.

But she also knew that this number was already quite impressive. Before the technique was promoted, the so-called value was just an estimate. Then she took out her phone and said, "No problem, payment code or transfer?"

Lin Ping looked at the payment code that he almost raised to his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched speechlessly, "If you hesitate for a moment, I can give you a higher price!"

Although Lin Ping had only known Wu Baitian for a short time, he knew that she was a very arrogant child. So Lin Ping felt that if he gave her money directly, she might feel that her self-esteem would be hurt.

What's more, since Lin Ping has agreed to invest in Wu Baitian, he will not be stingy. Four million is the price his father estimated for the breathing method.

But Lin Ping can still give Wu Baitian an extra two or three million in his personal name, so the five million is just an opportunity for Wu Baitian to bargain.

"Hmm?" Wu Baitian looked at Lin Ping, "If you want to invest in me, just say so.

I don't have the self-esteem you imagine. I don't need you to buy it out and pay for it secretly. What's more, this breathing method is just elementary. You should promote it quickly and let the bullets fly for a while..."

When I become a warrior, the price of 1.0 and 2.0 version of breathing method will naturally increase~~~