Zheng Qing could no longer remember clearly how that Friday night's hunting team drill had ended.
Because later that night, he had made another trip to the School Hospital, where Madam Bella had force-fed him several bitter doses of Potions until his eyes went blank and his consciousness turned hazy.
Zheng Qing only vaguely remembered that everyone else at the drill that night seemed quite satisfied.
The other male wizards of Youzui were satisfied because, like peacocks spreading their tails, they had fully displayed their splendid plumage before Qingqiu Mansion's mistress. Li Meng was also satisfied because Su Shijun had signed her notebook before leaving and even invited her to Qingqiu Mansion for afternoon tea.
As for Jiang Yu and Su Shijun, since he himself had ended up in the School Hospital, there was probably no reason for them to be dissatisfied either.
The only dissatisfied one was Zheng Qing.
Over the course of the evening, his back had gone from dry to sweaty, then sweaty to dry. His nerves had relaxed one moment and tensed the next, until he had nearly become neurotic.
That chaos, combined with the muddled sensation after being force-fed medicine that night, had left him in a daze all day. It was not until Saturday night that he finally came fully awake.
More precisely, a flash of magical inspiration had forced him awake.
"What do you mean, you have something to do and can't attend tonight's drill?"
Fatty Xin held Tuantuan in his arms and scrutinized the young publicly funded student's solemn expression, his voice filled with confusion. "What could possibly be more important right now than seeing Beauty Su... don't you agree, Doctor?"
He turned to Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao sat at his desk, carefully polishing his Crystal Ball with a piece of red