Chapter 19 [19] Cheng Han is more edible than I imagined
Chapter 19 [19] Cheng Han is more edible than I thought
Half an hour later, the parade ended.
Cheng Han did not rush to the cafeteria like other students, but went to the infirmary first.
He walked to the door and immediately saw Wan Tengjiao's figure.
I saw a short-haired girl sitting on a chair, with her back straight and her hands flat on her waist. It was obvious that she was practicing breathing techniques.
I have to say that this girl really works hard when it comes to practicing.
There was a single bed placed next to it, and Yan Hong lay motionless on the bed, his eyes tightly closed.
When Wan Tengjiao heard the footsteps, he opened his eyes and said hello: "So it's you who are here."
Cheng Han glanced at Yan Hong and asked, "How is he doing?"
Wan Tengjiao said quickly: "The school doctor just examined Yan Hong and he did have acute gastritis. Your previous judgment was correct.
"The school doctor saw that he was in severe pain and gave him a 'sleeping soup'. He has fallen asleep now. The school doctor has gone out to buy herbal medicine and will not be back until half an hour."
Cheng Han nodded lightly.
Perhaps due to the existence of source energy, the various herbs produced in this world are incredibly powerful. Most common diseases can be easily cured by just taking a few doses of medicine.
Wan Tengjiao praised again: "Your decision is very correct. If Yan Hong goes to participate in the parade, he will definitely faint in the middle, and our class's test score will be deducted a lot."
Cheng Han said lightly: "I am the supervisor, and this is my responsibility."
Wan Tengjiao sighed with emotion: "You are much better than Fang Han. That guy only relies on his status as a supervisor to yell at his classmates. He has never taken the initiative to care about his classmates like you."
She didn't think that Fang Han was too bad before, but now that she has witnessed Cheng Han's various deeds, faced with the grass dog's calmness in danger, and timely noticed that his classmate was sick, she had a reference in her mind, so she naturally felt that Fang Han was absolutely useless.
Cheng Han smiled slightly and changed the topic: "You go to eat quickly, I'll take care of Yan Hong."
Wan Tengjiao nodded: "Okay!"
She stood up and left neatly.
Fifteen minutes later.
Wan Tengjiao returned to the infirmary carrying two exquisite lunch boxes.
She handed over a lunch box: "I brought you lunch."
Cheng Han was startled for a moment, then reached out and took the lunch box: "Thank you!"
Wan Tengjiao smiled: "You are very refreshing, which is good!"
Cheng Han raised the corners of his mouth: "I'm hungry."
The whole class knew that the short-haired girl's father served in the Black Armored Army. Her family was not generally wealthy. Her mother bought a house outside the school and hired a cook to cook lunch for Wan Tengjiao.
Since the rich man is willing to treat you to dinner, why bother to be pretentious?
Wan Tengjiao pursed his lips and smiled and said no more.
Cheng Han opened the lunch box and started to eat.
The lunch box contains four kinds of dishes, all of which are rarely seen by ordinary people. Each one is full of color, aroma and taste, and the taste is no less than that of high-end restaurants in previous lives.
Not long after, the school doctor came back.
The two chatted with him for a few words and then left the infirmary.
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Cheng Han returned to the classroom and had just sat down when he heard Qian Qingqing's voice: "I heard that you have been in the infirmary for a long time and have been taking care of Yan Hong?"
He nodded: "Yes."
Qian Qingqing asked again: "I didn't see you in the cafeteria. You didn't have lunch, right?"
Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and said "hmm".
The little girl was obviously not getting along with Wan Tengjiao. It seemed that since she was often fed, he thought it was best not to tell the truth, otherwise she would definitely be unhappy.
Qian Qingqing took out a bunch of snacks from the drawer and stuffed them all at once: "You must be very hungry now, eat quickly!"
Cheng Han twitched the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."
Although he was quite full, in order to cover up his lie, he had to take the snack and stuff it into his mouth.
Qian Qingqing asked again with concern: "Are these snacks enough? Do you want me to go outside to buy some later?"
Cheng Han shook his head resolutely: "That's enough! No need to buy it!"
If the little girl really buys another bunch of food, he will have to die in the classroom today.
Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes: "Really?"
Cheng Han struggled to swallow a piece of pastry and nodded repeatedly: "It's absolutely true!"
Qian Qingqing then gave up her previous thoughts: "That's good."
Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief.
Qian Qingqing said nonchalantly: "Everyone says that you have no friendship with Yan Hong, but you are so dedicated to him. In the entire school, I can't find a more responsible inspector than you."
It can be heard from this sentence that this incident has spread throughout the class, and the students have truly recognized him.
Cheng Han rubbed his stomach and said modestly: "It's just my job."
on the other side.
Wan Tengjiao pretended to be casual and glanced in a certain direction.
She looked away and murmured softly: "I underestimated you. It's more delicious than I thought."
Previously, she was worried that Cheng Han would not have enough to eat, so she asked the chef to add a lot of extra food to the lunch box. She never expected that Cheng Han could still eat snacks.
*
In the last self-study class in the afternoon, Cheng Han was too lazy to do his homework and simply did "private work".
He recalled the "imprinted map" in his mind and carefully compared the outlines of the figures in the illusion. It took him half an hour to screen out twelve suspects.
This number is less than expected.
However, compared to the initially targeted few hundred people, finding the mastermind behind the Grass Dog Incident among the twelve people was much more difficult.
Cheng Han visualized the engraving map, locked target No. 1, and said silently: "Deduction!"
Although I have never seen this person's face, let alone know his name, his back is the best "correlated object" through which the omniscient eye can obtain effective information.
My scalp immediately felt cold.
Visions come one after another.
The results showed that Target No. 1 had taken a practical botany class the day before yesterday, but had not done anything to the soft vine.
Cheng Han continued his efforts, conducted three consecutive deductions, and eliminated three more suspects.
The next target No. 5 finally had a different result.
Failed!
No illusion!
Failure to derive results is precisely the biggest problem!
Cheng Han had a solemn look on his face: "The reason why the illusion is so blurry is probably because the other party is protected by a special power, and the level of the Omniscient Eye is too low to see the person's true face.
"The failure of this deduction shows that target No. 5 may also possess special powers, which in turn proves that he is most likely the mastermind behind the scenes."
To be on the safe side, Cheng Han conducted two more deductions.
For the first time, target No. 6 was deduced.
The illusion arrived as expected.
This means that the skills are normal.
The second time, number five was deduced again.
Failed again!
Just once, maybe by chance.
Two times in a row, that's inevitable.
Cheng Han was very excited: "It is indeed this guy!"
"Dingling~"
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
The students, who could no longer sit still, rushed out of the classroom in droves.
The school only has one day off every ten days, and tomorrow is a rest day, so everyone is eager to go home early.
Cheng Han said hello to the little girl and walked out of the classroom carrying his schoolbag.
He walked along the corridor for more than ten meters and passed by the classroom of Class 2, Grade 4. He turned his head and took a look, and used the "imprinting" technique to engrav the picture in his mind.
Cheng Han turned his head as if nothing had happened, and moved forward slowly while inspecting the engraving diagram.
When his eyes swept across a desk, his heart suddenly moved, and a piece of information flashed in his mind.
Tan Zicheng!
found it!
Cheng Han chuckled lightly: "Although you are protected by special powers, even if I see your back, I can't deduce it, but your desk doesn't, I can still pull you out."