Chapter 44 Douse Him Awake with Cold Water!

Deng Man and a few other girls had been punished by Director Huang to write a three-thousand-word self-reflection. She nearly finished it in tears, her hand almost crippled by the end, and was so exhausted she decided to skip evening study and went straight home with her backpack slung over her shoulder.

Her father was an apprentice of Liu Zhen, the legendary master of traditional medicine, and had opened a pharmacy under the banner of Liu Zhen’s name—Liu’s Miracle Apothecary. Who would dare sell anything if she refused?

With her arms crossed and an air of arrogance, Deng Man looked haughtily at Bai Chuwei, deliberately reminding her, “In the whole of Haicheng, ‘Four Seasons Spring’ is only available at my family’s apothecary. Unfortunately, I’m in a bad mood today and don’t feel like selling it to you.”

Although the Deng family wasn’t particularly wealthy, there wasn’t a soul at Henghua High School who dared cross her. Everyone knew her father was Liu Zhen’s disciple, and Master Liu was fiercely protective of his own. To offend her was to offend Master Liu by extension.

Everyone eats grains and cereals, so illness is inevitable. Who could say whether they’d need Master Liu’s help one day?

And now, out of nowhere, this Bai Chuwei appeared—no one knew if she was human, ghost, or spirit—daring to bully her? Now that she’d fallen into Deng Man’s hands, she’d make sure Bai Chuwei begged for mercy in tears!

Bai Chuwei found Deng Man’s pride amusing. Having lived five thousand years, threats had become a rarity for her.

Propping her face on her hand with interest, Bai Chuwei watched Deng Man as if enjoying a joke, and with a bright smile reminded her, “This gentleman is Duan Xingye’s fourth uncle, Mr. Duan Feihan.”

Deng Man’s expression changed as she glanced at Duan Feihan, meeting his cold, piercing gaze. Her heart skipped a beat and, startled, she instinctively took a step back.

The Fourth Master of the Duan family—fearless in the business world, his presence was overwhelming.

Deng Man didn’t dare meet Duan Feihan’s eyes; she knew she had met her match this time. Who in Haicheng didn’t know who Duan Feihan was? He had led the Duan family to challenge the Eight Great Clans, decisive and ruthless.

But she’d just refused to sell, and now she had to agree? Deng Man’s face turned a mottled mix of green and purple, unable to swallow her pride.

Biting her lip and forcing herself to hold firm, she said, “‘Four Seasons Spring’ is too precious—it’s not up to my father or me to sell it. We must... we must get Master Liu’s approval first.”

Bai Chuwei glanced at Duan Feihan. He casually picked up Bai Chuwei’s backpack, which she had tossed aside, and together they headed toward Liu’s Miracle Apothecary.

Bai Chuwei’s bag was almost empty and weighed next to nothing.

Duan Feihan frowned slightly. “Miss Bai, didn’t you bring your homework in your bag?”

Bai Chuwei replied offhandedly, “My bag? The only thing in there is that classic novel Duan Xingye gave me—nothing else.”

A chill flickered in Duan Feihan’s dark eyes. The book Duan Xingye gave her...

They entered Liu’s Miracle Apothecary one after the other. Inside, a middle-aged man stood wringing his hands, visibly anxious, glancing nervously toward the backyard from time to time.

“Dad, where’s Master Liu?” Deng Man asked.

Her father replied with some concern, “Master Liu is napping in the backyard.”

Hearing this, Deng Man’s heart leaped with joy. She put on an apologetic expression as she looked at Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan. “Classmate Bai, you can’t blame me for this—Master Liu is asleep. If you want to buy ‘Four Seasons Spring,’ you’ll have to come another day.”

Without so much as a sideways glance, Bai Chuwei lifted her leg and strode straight toward the backyard.

Everyone in the apothecary was stunned. Deng Man raced after her, shouting, “Bai Chuwei, don’t go too far! I told you, Master Liu is sleeping!”

In the backyard’s medicinal garden, a wooden lounge chair was set up. Liu Zhen lay on it, fast asleep, unmoved by any amount of calling.

Bai Chuwei gave him a glance and immediately said, “Quick, douse him with cold water and wake him up!”

Everyone present was dumbfounded. Was Bai Chuwei mad, suggesting they pour water on Master Liu while he slept?