But Chu Yi acted as though he hadn't seen anything.
He remained entirely indifferent, doing as he pleased.
Beneath the desk,
Hidden from sight,
Chu Yi's hand slipped casually into Zhang Ting's trouser pocket,
Causing her cheeks to flush with a soft pink hue.
...
The third class ended.
In the corridor, just outside the office,
Chu Yi walked up to the door and gave it a gentle knock.
"Come in."
A clear, pleasant voice rang out—
It was Xu Qian.
At that moment, she was correcting some exercises,
Though her mind wandered elsewhere—
Lingering on thoughts of Chu Yi.
Ever since the prescription he'd given had taken effect,
She'd been caught in a web of hesitation.
She truly wanted his help in treating her condition,
Yet felt too embarrassed to ask.
After all, they were merely teacher and student.
This made it exceedingly difficult for her to speak up.
"Miss Xu, how has the prescription I gave you worked?"
Chu Yi's voice sounded suddenly,
Startling Xu Qian so much that her pen slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor—
She didn't even notice.
As her gaze met his,
A faint, almost imperceptible blush rose to her face.
"It... it worked quite well,"
She stammered,
"After drinking it, the discharge has decreased significantly..."
After hesitating for some time,
She finally responded to Chu Yi's inquiry.
"So, Sister Xu, have you decided—will you go through with the treatment or not?"
Chu Yi's lips curled into a teasing smile as he looked at her.
"Yes, of course I will,"
She said, her tone resolute.
"And Chu Yi—you must cure me."
Perhaps because she had already spoken such intimate words,
Xu Qian threw caution to the wind.
Channeling the assertiveness of a teacher,
She answered him with unwavering conviction.
Yet beneath the veil of her hair,
Her ears tinged red—
A quiet testament to her inner turmoil.
"Very well, Sister Qian."
"How about we begin after the fourth period ends?"
"You live on campus, don't you?"
Seeing that she had agreed,
Chu Yi began planning the timing and method of her treatment.
After all, her illness was not a trivial one—
Even with his current abilities,
It would take a full week of effort to see modest results.
"That works."
"But Chu Yi..." she hesitated,
"You won't require me to undress during acupuncture, will you?"
As if suddenly remembering something, she asked,
Brushing a lock of hair behind her ear to mask her nervousness.
"Of course not. Rest assured, Sister Qian,"
Chu Yi said gently, trying to soothe her nerves.
"It can be done fully clothed."
Yet even as he spoke,
A glint flickered in his eyes.
For now, he would tell her there was no need to remove her clothes.
But when the moment came—
Well, that would depend on his performance.
"Oh, that's good to hear, Chu Yi."
Xu Qian exhaled softly in relief,
Her expression once again calm and composed.
Seeing her like this,
Chu Yi offered a faint smile, preparing to take his leave.
"Well then, Sister Qian, if everything is settled, I'll return to class."
Just as he turned to leave,
A voice called from behind.
"Chu Yi, wait a moment."
"You didn't come to the office just for this, did you?"
"You must have something else to tell me."
"What is it?"
Chu Yi's eyes flickered with a trace of feigned surprise.
Tapping his forehead as if trying to recall something, he said,
"Ah yes, Miss Xu, this afternoon, Ye Fan didn't show up to class."
"So I've come on behalf of his parents to inform you."
"What? Ye Fan didn't come?"
Xu Qian's voice suddenly held a hint of urgency.
She paused for a moment, then pulled out her phone.
She dialed his number—
Ring... Ring...
The sound echoed,
But no one answered.
After a moment of hesitation,
She dialed his home number instead.
This time, someone picked up.
But unexpectedly—
Even Ye Fan's family didn't know where he was.
This left Xu Qian utterly discouraged from asking further.
Ding.
Congratulations, host. Xu Qian's affection toward Ye Fan has decreased by five points. Current level: 12.
...
"Well then, Sister Qian, I truly must return now."
Satisfied that his words had had the desired effect,
Chu Yi smiled and made for the exit.
Once again, Xu Qian's voice called out from behind—
"Chu Yi, wait."
"Is there something else, Sister Qian?"
Chu Yi turned around,
A flicker of curiosity in his gaze.
"Come here," she said softly.