Age: My Small World

Chapter 83: Bunch of Renovations (Third update, please subscribe first)

Yang Jun looked at her in some surprise.

The little face was still pale, but now there was a hint of blush on it.

She struggled to stand up, but she didn't have much strength.

Yang Jun quickly supported her, gently put his arm around her waist, and let her lean against the pillow.

All of this seemed to be quite familiar, just like when carrying her on his back, he also needed to support her hips.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by some strange force and compared the figures of Jiang Xueying and Cheng Xiaoyu, and found that they were very different.

Xiao Yu'er's body, which had just begun to grow in size, was indeed far behind.

Just looking at that waist just now, the plump feel is extraordinary.

Jiang Xueying is a little chubby, but she doesn't have any excess fat. Instead, when you touch her, it feels as smooth as milk.

"Thank you, classmate Yang Jun."

The girl's face turned visibly red.

"You're so polite." Yang Jun waved his hand.

"By the way, my illness is getting worse. My mother said that I must go to Beijing as soon as possible. Maybe I will have to leave soon." When she said this, Jiang Xueying looked at him, a little stunned.

I just adapted to the new high school life, but in the blink of an eye I will be leaving here.

"Will you come back?" Yang Jun was silent for a moment and asked this question.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.

But a smile appeared in her eyes.

"If everything goes well, I will definitely come back."

"Besides, my mother works in the county. Even if I go to the capital for treatment, it will only take a while."

"Student Yang Jun, you are worried about me, right?" Jiang Xueying raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Of course, we are classmates."

Yang Jun shrugged.

"Classmate..." The smile in her eyes fell.

As a girl who had been tortured by illness for a long time, she spent more time on studying and reading. Her mother also bought a lot of books for her, so Jiang Xueying had a wide range of knowledge since she was a child and was more mature than her peers.

She looked up into Yang Jun's eyes:
"We're still pen pals, aren't we? I hope you won't stop talking to me just because I went to the capital. Let's write to each other and let each other know what's going on."

"Even if you just write a sentence about the weather in Fei County, I will feel happy."

"Okay, it's a deal." Yang Jun did not let the girl down.

Jiang Xueying stretched out her white and tender little hand: "It's a deal."

He gently held her hand: "Treat yourself well, you will definitely get better, I believe you."

"Ah."

Yang Jun was about to let go of her hand, but found that she was holding it tightly.

Then the girl came closer and asked curiously, "Can you tell me why Cheng Xiaoyu calls you Brother Xiaoshan?"

This question is simple.

So Yang Jun quickly repeated his story about how he was missing the earth element in his five elements.

"So that's how it is. That's really interesting."

She smiled again, bringing out the striking beauty of her oval face.

She looked very different today, quite different from her previous silent and taciturn self.

He didn't stay in the ward for too long. Just before leaving, he handed a small bottle to Jiang Xueying.

"This is for you. Remember, drink one drop every day, no more, no less. Don't give it to anyone else."

There were about thirty drops of spiritual water in it. By the time she finished drinking it, the operation in the capital would be almost ready. He believed that the spiritual water would not let him down and would be able to save the girl's life.

"I know, it's your magic medicine." Her hand holding the small bottle turned a little blue.

……

After leaving the hospital, Yang Jun's complexion was not as good as when he was in the hospital.

"Spiritual water is not omnipotent. There is no way to completely cure an illness like this. It can only alleviate and improve the patient's physical condition."

"It's a pity that Jiang Xueying's illness can no longer wait. Otherwise, if I had more time, I could have brought back some more spiritual water to experiment with."

"If there were enough spiritual water and enough time to nourish her, she might have a better chance of being treated, or even be cured by the spiritual water."

Shaking his head, Yang Jun felt that he was still being sentimental.

Jiang Xueying had only known him for over a month, but she was so concerned about him.

"Maybe it's because she's too pretty?"

"As a classmate, pen pal, and friend, I have done my best. I hope you can come back safely." He wished sincerely.

After leaving the hospital, his target was Nanying Lane.

Walking through the puddles, we arrived at the door of Mr. Hu's house.

"Boy, why are you so late again today?"

After Mr. Hu opened the door, he immediately frowned. Why did this little guy look a little strange?

"Master, a friend of mine was sick, so I went to see him. That's why I'm late."

"Okay, come over here and do horse stance first."

Yang Jun stretched out his hand and gestured at the things he brought.

"To show my respect to you, my old man, I should at least give you some tuition as my disciple."

He smiled and handed over the meat and water celery. Due to limited conditions, he could only modify the six rituals. He would make up for it later when he had the conditions.

Mr. Hu didn't want to accept it. After all, they all ate in the cafeteria now, so he didn't need this little bit of meat to satisfy his hunger.

However, seeing the sincerity of his disciple Yang Jun, he still took it.

"You don't have to send it later. I'm not going to fire now anyway."

"Yes, Master." Yang Jun responded, thinking that by the end of the year, you might not be able to stop yourself from starting a fire.

When he reached the center of the yard, he spontaneously began to do horse stance.

After putting the things away, Mr. Hu came over to guide his movements while pinching the bones.

Finally, he nodded and said, "It seems that you have a good ability to recover. You are fine after one night. Although it is due to the effect of the herbs, it can be seen that you have some talent."

Yang Jun could only nod and did not say that he did not apply any medicine yesterday.

Mr. Hu continued:

"Although you are only standing in a stance now, you should not underestimate this plum blossom stance. It not only allows you to accumulate your strength, but also improves the distribution of your muscles throughout your body, making them more balanced and allowing you to exert greater strength."

"In addition, standing still can promote the rise of qi and blood, allowing you to move freely. In the future, flying over eaves and walls will be a piece of cake."

"Flying over eaves and walking on walls? Is that a light skill?" Yang Jun's eyes lit up.

The term "qinggong" appeared in the works of folk martial arts novelists decades ago. As a dandy young man in his early years, Mr. Hu Baye had also read the storybooks.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he slapped Yang Jun on the head. "What Qinggong?! This is just a short period of movement. The so-called flying over the eaves and walking on the walls means that you can use the force of the wall to counter the force, and then jump higher, and use the force to flip between the walls. It doesn't mean that you can fly away."

"Remember, learning the basics depends on the foundation. If the foundation is not solid, then you won't be able to learn the boxing techniques, and you won't even be able to stand steadily."

Yang Jun naturally did not have any unrealistic ideas. He just confirmed the level of martial arts, and it was indeed traditional martial arts.

"Alright, follow me on the plum blossom pile again. Keep your feet steady and don't be distracted..."

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