Chapter 29

Under Fan Yide's strong request, Lu Li finally left a calligraphy piece with a wolf-hair brush. The piece was not long, only twenty-two characters, a five-character quatrain.

After finishing, watching him carefully lock the calligraphy piece into the safe, Lu Li suddenly felt a mix of amusement and frustration.

His current calligraphy skills, in terms of the characters, indeed reached the level of a master calligrapher. However, due to his current fame, the value was probably not much.

Of course, a few hundred years later, perhaps he could experience the treatment of his casual brushstrokes becoming a masterpiece of a famous artist.

Returning from Xibao Pavilion, as soon as he walked into the dormitory, Lu Li was taken aback, his face showing some embarrassment.

"Third, the class representative came to see you."

Zhang Jian, though his vital energy was injured, his voice didn't change much. One shout, and half the corridor of boys could hear.

Shen Muqing's face turned red, she secretly glanced at Lu Li and softly asked, "I heard you were injured."

"A minor injury."

"There's a final exam in three weeks. You've missed a lot of classes. Here are my notes, you can review according to them." Shen Muqing took out three notebooks and handed them to Lu Li. The neat handwriting was pleasing to the eye.

Lu Li nodded awkwardly, "Thank you."

He wished he could find a hole to crawl into. To be fair, Shen Muqing was genuinely nice to him, but he really didn't have those feelings now.

Zhang Jian noticed the awkwardness between the two, coughed dryly, and stepped forward, "Class representative, I heard you plan to study abroad, is that true?" As soon as the words were out, he immediately regretted it. This was a moment of affection, and saying this was asking for trouble!

Shen Muqing barely nodded, her eyes full of reluctance.

"When are you leaving?" Lu Li blurted out, even he didn't know why he asked.

"Maybe next semester." Shen Muqing looked at Lu Li, their eyes met, and she quickly averted her gaze, standing up nervously, "I'll go first."

Zhang Jian called out, "Class representative, Lu Li can't walk well, we won't see you off."

Hearing no response, he turned to look at Lu Li, frustrated, "Third, have you thought it through? Once the class representative goes abroad, it will be hard to chase her."

Lu Li said irritably, "I have nothing to do with her."

"Hey, you're angry. Anyway, it's your business, you decide!" Zhang Jian sneered, picked up his coat, and was about to leave.

He was quite unhappy with Lu Li's attitude.

Xia Qingxuan is beautiful, but it's impossible to chase her. Don't think Zhang Jian often teases Lu Li, but he sees it more clearly than anyone. Among all the boys at Hai Da, no one can chase Xia Qingxuan.

Seeing Zhang Jian about to leave, Lu Li called out, "Come back."

"What for?"

"Pour out half of the Chinese medicine in the thermos, drink a mouthful every day." He pointed to the thermos.

Zhang Jian was stunned, took two steps back in fear, "Drink medicine? Chinese medicine? No way, I'd rather die than drink it."

Lu Li stared at him with a half-smile, "Are you sure you won't drink it? Fine. Let me put it bluntly, you will definitely ejaculate prematurely. Drink the medicine and abstain for a month, or you'll be regretting it for life."

"Damn it,"

Zhang Jian's eyes widened, fists clenched, "Bullshit, I'm very healthy. If it weren't for your injury, I'd beat you up right now."

"The thermos is in the dorm, come back whenever you want to drink."

Lu Li wasn't afraid of Zhang Jian's threat, waved his hand, "Get lost, you'll regret it."

On Thursday and Friday, Lu Li still didn't go to class. On Friday evening, Fan Yide personally came to Hai Da and delivered the already framed calligraphy piece.

On Saturday morning, Lu Li took the Da Peiyuan Decoction again. After a series of efforts to absorb and refine it, his realm improved again, almost touching the bottleneck of the Three Yang Fist's mastery.

His injuries were also almost fully recovered. Without crutches, as long as he didn't run or jump, there was basically no impact.

Lu Li was quite satisfied with the quick recovery.

Therefore, when the car sent by Liu Zhongtian arrived, he didn't even bring his crutches and walked down.

The person who came to pick him up was Li Haijian.

Seeing Lu Li holding a purple-red long box and walking out, Li Haijian was surprised, started the car, and asked, "Didn't you have a leg fracture? How did you recover so quickly?"

"Walking is fine, running and jumping are still not possible."

"Oh, you really had bad luck, how long have you been out of the hospital!" Li Haijian said strangely, looking at Lu Li sincerely, "Thank you for saving Jiajia twice. From now on, we are good brothers. If anyone bullies you, I will stand by your side."

Lu Li smiled, "Weren't we already?"

"Uh? Haha, you're straightforward."

Probably because there were too many guests, Liu Deshun's birthday celebration was not held at the Liu family villa, but at the five-star hotel in Hai City, the Shangri-La.

When the two arrived, there weren't many guests. Liu Zhongtian and Lu Fang were standing at the entrance of the small hall to welcome guests.

Seeing Lu Li, Lu Fang pulled Liu Zhongtian over. She looked him up and down, worried, "Lu Li, what exactly happened? How serious is your injury? How do you feel now? We wanted to visit you, but we've been too busy recently."

Feeling the genuine concern from Liu Zhongtian and Lu Fang, Lu Li lifted his right leg, smiling, "Just a minor issue. Don't forget, I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I can walk after just three days." He then lifted the long box, "For Grandpa Liu."

Lu Fang frowned, scolded, "Didn't I tell you not to buy gifts? How much did you spend? I'll have Zhongtian pay you back later."

"I didn't spend any money," Lu Li smiled, "I wrote the calligraphy myself."

"You wrote it yourself?"

Lu Fang stared at him, seeing his clear eyes, she knew he wasn't lying, and immediately felt relieved.

Hearing that it was written by Lu Li himself, Liu Zhongtian was curious, but now wasn't the time to look at the gift. He patted Lu Li's shoulder, "Be careful. Even when saving people, you should still... be careful."

Lu Li smiled, not answering.

With his personality, how could he consider safety when saving people?

Liu Zhongtian saw that Lu Li didn't take it seriously, feeling helpless but even more admiring. He turned to Li Haijian, "Table one is for the old man's friends. Haijian, take Lu Li to table two." Thinking for a moment, he added, "Lu Li's leg is just healed, stay with him."

Li Haijian looked depressed, hesitated, and said, "Uncle, table two is either middle-aged uncles or Hai City government officials, I really don't want to sit with them. I want to go to table ten, where all my friends are. What do you think, Lu Li?" Knowing his uncle valued Lu Li, he quickly formed a united front.

"Brother Zhongtian, I'll go to table ten with Haijian. I'm just a student, sitting with the elders feels a bit awkward," Lu Li thought for a moment and said.

Liu Zhongtian looked around, explained in a low voice, "Table two is mainly my friends. I can introduce you to them, which will be beneficial for your future career, whether in business or politics."

"No need, I'll probably just open a small clinic in the future," Lu Li politely declined. Apart from practicing the Nine Transcendences, he had no interest in business or politics.

"Zhongtian, since Lu Li feels awkward, let him go with Haijian. There will be plenty of opportunities for introductions later," Lu Fang saw that Lu Li really wasn't interested and advised.

"Haijian, take good care of Lu Li."

Li Haijian was delighted, nodding repeatedly, "Uncle, don't worry, Lu Li is my good brother."

Lu Li followed Li Haijian into the small hall where the birthday celebration was being held, looked around, and was startled. He grabbed Li Haijian, pointing to table nine, "Is that Shen Muqing?"

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