It had to be said, the "chicken soup" sent by the head chef was genuinely effective. Or rather, Han Dong himself made it seem highly effective.
After all, the surveillance footage had clearly recorded Han Dong drinking down a huge serving of green chicken soup.
At noon the following day,
the doctor wore a surprised expression after conducting a full examination of Han Dong.
"It seems the bowl of chicken soup you drank yesterday has been very beneficial to your recovery. I recommend eating the same food for the next three days.
Your body has basically recovered, but I still suggest that you remain..."
Before he could finish,
a Red Balloon had already been stuffed into the doctor's brain.
"Here are your discharge certificates. The two of you may go enjoy your happy time at school."
"Thank you, Doctor."
When Han Dong and Mr. Newton walked out of the infirmary,
the doctors and nurses behind them all waved farewell in unison, the upward curves of their lips nearly identical.
Since they had just been discharged, the remaining time today was exempt from classes according to the rules.
"Nicholas, I'll head back to the dormitory and rest first..."
Newton had to make use of this half-day to rest properly by himself in the dormitory.
Ever since Han Dong drank that bowl of chicken soup yesterday, he had not eaten a single grain of rice. After these brief days of campus life, the "germaphobia" rooted deep within his soul had almost been completely torn apart.
Han Dong did not force Mr. Newton to accompany him.
Returning to peak condition was what mattered most.
Once the battle began, Mr. Newton would be an indispensable fighting force.
Han Dong returned to the Teaching Building alone,
following the dim passageways between buildings straight into