Chapter 88: Following Tang Chong, There's Meat to Eat!

It's just a matter of competing for a woman, does it really need to be so professional?

No matter what he said, it was powerless, and Zhou Wei could only flee in panic.

Liang Tao grabbed Tang Chong's neck and laughed loudly, "That was refreshing! That guy dared to compete for a woman with us psychology majors, now he must realize he's not in the same league!"

Tang Chong shook his head and said, "This isn't psychology knowledge. I read it in an article from a journal I borrowed from the library at Nan Da."

"Oh, those thin booklets you read every day?" Liang Tao asked in surprise. "They say no one reads those journals. They just gather dust on the shelves."

"Even so, Nan Da is a prestigious university with a century-long history. The journals published internally are of high quality. They're just more academic and a bit dry. There's no way around that."

"I can't sit still to read them. I feel dizzy and my eyes hurt after just a couple of pages," Liang Tao said.

After a pause, he added, "But I didn't expect the knowledge to be so useful, even for flirting. I'll borrow a few to read when I get back."

Tang Chong nodded with a smile. Knowledge is like a coat; the more you have, the better. You never know what kind of coat you'll need for different occasions.

However, many people today only stock up on coats, not knowledge.

The path into the mountains was relatively easy to walk, but the sky was getting darker, and the cold wind was bringing larger and more frequent raindrops. The temperature dropped, and the men were still okay, but the girls felt the cold.

Some people took out thick coats from their bags and put them on, while others huddled together to keep warm with each other's bodies.

Qiu Yihan was dressed warmly, but people kept offering her their coats. Liang Tao, Zhou Wei, and another boy with glasses were all rejected by her.

If a woman is not cold but still willing to wear another man's coat, it means she has a good impression of that man.

Unfortunately, they all failed.

"We're here," Chen Xuebing pointed to several lit-up houses at the foot of the mountain and shouted.

"Oh,"

The group that Zhou Wei brought all cheered. Being there meant they would have warm beds and fragrant meals. This joy was already strong enough for these students.

"I see there are a few more houses over there. Let's see if we can find a few more rooms," Hua Ming said to Tang Chong.

"Sure, let's try," Tang Chong said. He took out his phone and looked at it, smiling. "There's a signal in the mountains. We'll go ahead and ask. If you find any, call me."

"I'll go with Hua Ming," Liang Tao said. He had just been criticized by Zhou Wei, and although he thought the guy was trying to make them look bad, he also knew his preparations were inadequate. Now he wanted to do something to make up for it.

"Go ahead," Tang Chong said. "I'll stay with Li Yu. We won't let the wolves take them away."

Tang Chong's words had a double meaning, and a few girls giggled.

"Qiu Yihan," Zhou Wei shouted, turning back as he led the group down the slope, "our house is here. Do you want to come with us?"

"No need," Qiu Yihan said with a smile. "I'm waiting for a surprise."

Zhou Wei knew this girl was determined not to go with him, feeling defeated but helpless.

"Let's go. We'll ask ahead. Maybe there are some empty rooms left for us," Tang Chong said with a smile.

Several girls agreed.

So, Tang Chong knocked on each door, asking if they had any vacant rooms. The mountain residents all shook their heads, saying they were already full or reserved.

One, two, three...

The temperature dropped, the wind grew stronger, and the rain became more intense, no longer a fine drizzle but large drops that stung the face.

"Where's the surprise?" He Na said, covering her face with a hood. "This is more like a scare."

Tang Chong smiled and said, "The scare comes before the surprise."

He knocked on another door, and an old lady opened it.

"Grandma, we are students from Nan Da, here to visit the mountains. We want to rent a room from you. Do you have any vacant rooms?"

"No, no. Try another house," the old lady said, her teeth all gone, her words leaking out.

"Grandma, we've already asked over ten houses," Tang Chong didn't give up, smiling. "The rain is getting heavier. If we can't find a room, my classmates will catch a cold."

The old lady glanced at the girls behind Tang Chong and said, "It's not that I don't want to rent to you. I want to rent out the empty rooms to earn some money. But my grandson hasn't had a bowel movement for days, and we're all worried. How can we let you students in and disturb him?"

Tang Chong's eyes lit up, and he said, "Grandma, I'm a medical student. I can go in and check on your grandson."

"A medical student?" the old lady looked at Tang Chong suspiciously. "You just said you're from Nan Da?"

"Yes, we are from the Medical School of Nan Da," Tang Chong said seriously.

"Ha,"

Qiu Yihan laughed behind him, and the other girls smiled, thinking, "Tang Chong is really good at bluffing. Where is there a Medical School at Nan Da?"

"But," the old lady was still hesitant.

"Grandma, I'll go in and check. If I can cure your child, you can let us stay. We'll pay for the room. If I can't cure him, we won't stay and disturb him. What do you think?"

"Okay, let's see," the old lady, thinking of her child's condition, finally agreed.

As the old lady led the group into the house, a slightly overweight young woman shouted angrily, "I said not to rent the house, not to rent the house. Why did you bring them in?"

"They said they are medical students, here to help us with Little Hu," the old lady explained, smiling and looking afraid of the woman.

"Medical students?" the woman looked at them suspiciously. "Don't let them trick you."

"They said they'll try. If they can't cure him, they'll leave and won't disturb Little Hu," the old lady said.

She nudged Tang Chong's arm, signaling him to go forward.

Tang Chong walked over and saw the woman feeding her child, one side of her yellowish breast exposed in the air.

The girls were embarrassed and turned their heads away.

Tang Chong, however, looked indifferent and said, "Stop feeding him for now. Let me feel his stomach."

So, the woman pulled the child's mouth away from her breast and lifted the child's shirt for Tang Chong to feel.

The child was a boy under two years old, looking healthy but with slightly yellow skin.

Tang Chong felt the child's stomach and said, "Severe indigestion."

"Indigestion? How do we treat it?" the young woman asked urgently. They were thinking that if the child didn't get better, they would have to take the train to Mingzhu City. There was only a small clinic here, and injections and medication didn't work.

"Children should avoid injections and medication," Tang Chong said with a smile. "They are too young."

As he spoke, he gently massaged the child's stomach, softly and carefully, as if touching a lover's skin.

"Oh," the old lady exclaimed. "He's been on IV for two days."

Tang Chong knew that in the countryside, people didn't know to avoid IVs. Once they got sick, the doctor would give them IVs, not knowing the negative effects of antibiotics.

"Try to avoid injections and medication in the future. If you must use medication, choose herbal medicines with fewer side effects," Tang Chong said. "Children have low immunity and can't take many medications. The best method is to take them out in the sun more often, and the mother should pay attention to her diet."

"How should I adjust my diet?" the woman asked.

"Are the vegetables in your house grown by you?"

"Yes, yes. We grow more vegetables than we can eat. The chickens and eggs are all from our own," the old lady added.

"That's the best material," Tang Chong said. "But don't add chili peppers."

"Oh, Xiaojuan loves chili peppers. She eats them at every meal," the old lady complained.

"Adults with heat can pass it to the child through breast milk, causing indigestion and constipation," Tang Chong explained.

Before he finished, there was a 'squeak' sound, and a foul smell spread.

"Oh, he's going, he's going," the old lady shouted excitedly. "He's having a bowel movement."

The woman was also delighted and said, "Amazing. Doctor, you're amazing."

Not only the old lady and her daughter-in-law thought Tang Chong was amazing, but Qiu Yihan and He Na also thought so.

They thought Tang Chong just wanted to trick the old lady into letting them in, and the treatment was just a bluff. But he really cured the child.

At this time, most girls were still quite innocent. Handsome boys made them blush, boys playing "Youth" on a guitar made them feel romantic, boys who wrote love poems published in "Mengya" or "Poetry Journal" made them think they were talented, and boys who sang old songs by Lao Lang or BEYANG were also popular.

The girls looked at Tang Chong with admiration.

Tang Chong and his group stayed.

Although there were only two empty rooms, the beds in the countryside were large enough. If they lay sideways, four people could fit. If not, they could sleep on the floor.

No matter what, it was much better than wandering in the rain, knocking on doors house by house, or returning to the train station to spend the night.

Hearing that the medical students hadn't eaten dinner, the old lady and her daughter-in-law immediately got busy. It was already late at night, but they enthusiastically killed a chicken and washed several baskets of vegetables to make a hot pot for them.

Hua Ming and Liang Tao were also called over by Tang Chong, and the group gathered around the table.

The hot pot broth bubbled, and the rich aroma of the mountain chicken filled the air, making everyone's eyes sparkle and their mouths water.

"Let's eat," Tang Chong lifted the lid and said with a smile.

Immediately, the group, who had been waiting, plunged their chopsticks into the pot to grab the meat.

The rain outside grew heavier, turning into a downpour. The wind battered the wooden windows, and lightning flashed across the sky.

But the few people inside were enjoying their meal.

"Ah,"

Qiu Yihan held the bowl of hot chicken and vegetable soup, took a small sip, and closed her eyes in bliss.

"Following Tang Chong, there's meat to eat," Qiu Yihan said in a sweet voice, her flawless, porcelain-like face radiating happiness.