Give Ning Tian and Wu Feng Another Checkup?

"Were you a doctor?"

Wu Feng's eyes widened in alarm. She touched her face with both hands and hurriedly asked.

"No. I just grew up in a family of doctors, so I know the basics of examining patients."

Lin Fan shook his head in a daze.

"Oh, then could you keep checking us? You're so good at it!"

Ning Tian laughed.

So Lin Fan had grown up in a family of doctors. No wonder he could spot their problems.

"Mm-hmm! You could tell at a glance that our complexions looked off. You must be amazing."

Wu Feng looked at him earnestly.

She wanted to see how this handsome Lin Fan treated patients.

"I know a little. Sure!"

Lin Fan smiled modestly.

These were only the basics. After all, he had grown up in a family of doctors, though he had never been especially interested in medicine.

"Lin Fan, let's head back. The classroom's empty; everyone's gone to the dorms."

Wang Dong stood and turned to Lin Fan.

"Wang Dong, you and Xiao Xiao go ahead. I'll check on Ning Tian and Wu Feng and be back soon."

Lin Fan urged her to go.

"Ah... all right. Just remember to come back soon..."

Wang Dong answered quietly.

A strange unease welled up in her heart, but she took Xiao Xiao and left.

After watching Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao leave, Lin Fan turned to the other two.

"Come sit over here, both of you."

Ning Tian said, "Okay..."

Wu Feng said, "Okay..."

A moment later.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng rose and quickly took the empty seats beside Lin Fan.

"Ning Tian, lean your head closer. Let me have another careful look."

Lin Fan looked at Ning Tian as he spoke.

"Okay..."

Ning Tian nodded and slowly leaned toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan shifted closer and leaned in, carefully examining Ning Tian's face from side to side.

Her fair, tender skin and face looked like white porcelain, smooth and luminous.

Her skin is so fair. She takes such good care of it. It makes me want to pinch those cute cheeks.

Ning Tian grew a little shy under Lin Fan's searching gaze. Her fingers tightened against her thigh.

He was only a cup's width away, making her nervous. She hoped he would finish soon.

After looking for a while, Lin Fan drew back and smiled.

"Ning Tian, just make sure you eat more fish, duck, or chicken."

"Mm... could I eat Soul Beast meat instead?"

Ning Tian smiled.

She thought Soul Beast meat tasted better.

"Of course... Give me your hand. Let me check it."

Lin Fan paused, then smiled.

He had nearly forgotten that Ning Tian was the little princess of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Why would she eat ordinary meat?

"Okay, Zhang Fan..."

Ning Tian slowly held out her hand to him.

Lin Fan reached for Ning Tian's outstretched hand.

Neither hurried nor forceful, he gently took her arm, rested it on the table, and checked her pulse.

Her skin felt as soft as dough, smooth and pale as porcelain. It yielded beneath the slightest pressure and quickly sprang back.

Ning Tian's skin is wonderful, unlike anyone else's. No wonder she's the little princess of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Tian watched Lin Fan examine her with such concentration.

Then she noticed his handsome profile, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

She had heard Lin Fan had the highest Soul Power Level in Class One before she arrived. If only she knew what level he had reached.

Lin Fan's eyes brightened. He withdrew his hand and said,

"There's nothing wrong with you. You're very healthy. Just eat more meat and vegetables."

"Okay..."

Ning Tian nodded slightly.

It feels so good to have someone else care about me. Even better than when Wu Feng does.

If only Lin Fan were with us. He can examine patients, and he's probably strong too—who knows how many times stronger than Wu Feng?

If they really competed, they'd be as far apart as heaven and earth. Wu Feng couldn't compare at all.

Wu Feng swallowed. Hearing Lin Fan's diagnosis of Ning Tian, she breathed a sigh of relief and thought,

Thank goodness Ning Tian's fine. But that's strange! Why do I feel like Lin Fan's taking advantage of her? He's so handsome, though. Surely he wouldn't do that...

She must have been overthinking it. With looks like his, Lin Fan surely had girls lining up for him.

If she had to choose between Lin Fan and Ning Tian, choosing Lin Fan wouldn't be out of the question.

Once he had finished checking Ning Tian, Lin Fan shifted his seat closer to Wu Feng.

"Your turn, Wu Feng. Lean your head over so I can take a look."

Lin Fan spoke to her.

"Okay..."

Wu Feng answered.

She raised her head and slowly extended one hand toward Lin Fan. Her other hand rested clenched on her thigh, betraying a little nervousness.

But remembering that Ning Tian had been fine, she relaxed and composed herself.

Lin Fan slowly leaned toward Wu Feng, his eyes widening as he looked closely.

On closer inspection, Wu Feng's skin was as delicate as snow, with a natural beauty.

Her skin is so fine and fair—even better than Ning Tian's in some ways. I really want to touch it. No wonder she's Ning Tian's companion; she takes good care of herself too.

Wu Feng felt Lin Fan's gaze linger on her face. Her cheeks flushed, and she grew shy.

How much longer is Lin Fan going to look?

Honestly, staring at me for so long...

Still, it's been ages since such a handsome, refined boy looked at me like this. It actually feels kind of nice.

Lin Fan smiled faintly.

"Wu Feng, your diet's unbalanced! You aren't getting enough sleep either. Make sure you get enough rest."

"How is my diet unbalanced? I eat plenty, and I sleep just fine!"

Wu Feng protested.

She usually ate with Ning Tian, after all.

"It's the snacks, isn't it? You eat them every day. How could it be anything else? Put your hand on the table so I can check..."

Lin Fan saw straight through her.

"Fine! You guessed it."

Wu Feng pouted.

Obediently, she put her hand on the table beside her.

"You thought you could fool me? Not a chance."

Lin Fan smiled.

As he spoke, he reached toward Wu Feng and gently placed his fingertips on her wrist to examine her pulse.

Her hand is soft too, like rubber. Wu Feng really is a budding mature beauty. Her skin is fair, fine, and smooth; she has every chance of growing into a stunning one.

But she seems to have a fiery temper, like a red chili pepper. If I tried to woo Wu Feng, I'd probably get beaten up.

Wu Feng's mouth turned down in displeasure, her eyes full of resentment.

Does Lin Fan have no tact? He exposed me right in front of Ning Tian and made me lose face.

Such a handsome, refined boy, too. What a shame. If only he weren't so irritating. I'd still rather like Ning Tian.

A few minutes passed quickly.

Lin Fan released her hand and said,

"There's nothing wrong. You're very healthy."

"Of course I am. I exercise all the time. I'm in great shape."

Wu Feng spoke proudly.

"You exercise all the time? How come I don't know about it? We're together constantly."

Ning Tian teased her.