991: Chapter 970: What a Pity 991: Chapter 970: What a Pity Manbao had eaten dinner and finished the afternoon’s leftover howork, then sat on her doorstep, propping her chin and spacing out, waiting as the evening grew darker, but the person she was waiting for still hadn’t co.
Sitting next to her, Bai Shan turned his head and asked Daji, “What ti is it?”
Daji replied, “It’s past 7 p.m.
– 9 p.m.”
Then Bai Shan told Manbao, “Looks like they’re not coming, let’s go back.”
No sooner had he spoken than Bai Erlang ca out, nibbling on a piece of pastry, “Teacher told you to go back, saying at this hour, if the person hasn’t co, then they just aren’t coming.”
After Bai Erlang finished speaking, he leaned against the doorfra and said, “Congratulations on escaping jail for the night.”
Bai Shan said, “If we were caught, you definitely wouldn’t have been able to escape either, you’re in this with us.”
“That’s not true, I’d just be an accomplice at most.
You guys are the main culprits.”
Manbao patted her backside and stood up, saying, “I’ll tell the bailiff that you’re the main culprit.”
Bai Erlang: …
Bai Erlang looked at Daji, “See, when we go in to see the teacher, you have to testify for , they’re bullying .”
Daji looked down at the tips of his shoes.
Bai Shan and Manbao saw this and burst into laughter, hands on hips.
Bai Erlang pointed at Daji, “Daji, you’re learning bad things from them too.”
Mr.
Zhuang was standing in the yard with his hands behind his back, gazing at the moon; hearing the noise of the three, he turned his gaze towards them.
The trio straightened up imdiately upon eting the teacher’s eyes.
Mr.
Zhuang said, “It’s getting late, go wash up and sleep.
Since no one sought you out tonight, probably no one will tomorrow either.”
Manbao asked, “Teacher, do you think it was Yin Huo who stopped them?”
Mr.
Zhuang nodded at her from a distance and said, “You, always so naughty.
You know well that his family is not easy to deal with, yet you provoke them.”
Manbao said, “It’s precisely because the others in his family are hard to deal with, that’s why I looked for soone who could be dealt with.
At least Yin Huo seems reasonable.”
Bai Shan nodded, “Teacher, I just realized how many ailnts Yin Huo has.”
“Since you know, you should get along well in the future.
Being classmates is a form of fate; cherish it well.”
Manbao nodded repeatedly.
Mr.
Zhuang saw her and said irritably, “Aren’t you going to rest?
The patients you saw today haven’t had any reaction; will it be the sa tomorrow?
You’re a scholar; where’s the elegance in indirectly cursing soone as ntally ill?
Not refined at all.”
Manbao turned and ran, whispering softly, “If not indirectly, would directly cursing be refined?”
Bai Shan and Bai Erlang also ran off, leaving Mr.
Zhuang alone in the yard, puffing his cheeks in displeasure.
The next day, Bai Shan and Bai Erlang successfully went to the Imperial Academy, and Manbao also successfully sat for consultation at the apothecary.
After seeing the returning patients, Manbao was still unwilling to leave; she propped her chin and waited for two people, one was the man she had tricked miserably yesterday to settle the score; the other was Yin Huo.
But she ended up waiting for nobody.
Manbao sighed regretfully, feeling the forr hadn’t co looking for her possibly because he hadn’t reacted yet, and might still be drinking the decoction for reducing internal heat; as for the latter not coming to look for her…
Manbao had even taken a half-day off with Mr.
Zhuang’s permission, specially waiting in the apothecary until after their classes ended.
Bai Shan got into Daji’s car to pick her up and said, “Don’t wait anymore; he left right after school finished and barely acknowledged when I tried talking to him.”
Bai Shan said, “This is the first ti I’ve approached soone and been ignored.”
Manbao, packing up her things, replied, “Well, congratulations to you; you’ve experienced how your forr classmates must have felt towards you.”
Bai Shan glanced at her and retorted, “It’s not like I’m stopping him from getting treated; why take it out on ?”
Manbao, shouldering her bag, realized her misplaced anger wasn’t fair and apologized, “Alright, my bad.”
As Bai Shan helped Manbao into the car, Manbao realized Bai Erlang wasn’t there and curiously asked, “Where’s Bai Er?”
“He’s gone out with his classmates.
They’re not in a rush to do their howork because tomorrow is a rest day; they plan to go out and have fun,” Bai Shan said as she hung up the curtain, then asked, “Are you coming?”
Manbao shook her head, “No, I’m going to go ho and review so books and think over Yin Huo’s illness.”
Bai Shan beca curious, “Is his condition serious?”
Manbao solemnly nodded.
Last night she had discussed his pulse readings with Teacher Mo, who had surmised after combining what she said, “His depression is quite serious now but still treatable.
If left untreated, though, it would beco untreatable.
However, the main concern is his frailty and from what I see in your pulse readings, I suspect he might have multiple organ failure, a condition that even here isn’t easy to treat.”
Teacher Mo continued, “The worst case is that the multiple organ failure could be accompanied by genetic defects and other diseases.
Unfortunately, your diagnostic thods are limited, relying only on observation and questioning…”
Manbao asked, “What are genetic defects?”
“Genetic defects and genetic instability are among the most severe and common diseases here.
They…”
Manbao listened intently, blinked her eyes while Teacher Mo noticed the text that the translator had produced, paused for a mont, then corrected himself, “Anyway, it’s a very serious disease, very difficult to cure.”
In their location, it was very hard; out of ten thousand, there might not even be one case that could be cured.
He guessed that at Manbao’s place, curing it was practically impossible.
However, although it couldn’t be cured, containing the disease and reducing suffering were still possible.
At that mont, Teacher Mo had ntioned he would return and look up relevant traditional dicine knowledge to strengthen the body, while also treating the depression, which should improve his condition.
Teacher Mo said, “At worst, he should be able to live till his seventies or eighties.”
When Manbao heard this, she paused, then said, “Live to seventies or eighties?
Then it won’t be cured?”
“Why would it be cured?
Dying in one’s youth is a very painful thing.”
Manbao was shocked and asked, “You, you live till your seventies or eighties and that’s still considered youth, then what age do you reach adulthood?”
“Fifty, I guess.”
From the perspective of an ancient human for whom living to fifty was considered a long life, Manbao: …
Seeing her response, Teacher Mo looked at the screen and said with a smile, “You’re still in a juvenile state to us.”
Manbao asked, “How long do you actually live?”
Teacher Mo replied, “The current average lifespan is two hundred and twenty-eight years.”
He paused, then added, “It’s precisely because the lifespans of intelligent beings are getting longer that our technology can advance so quickly, allowing us to communicate like this.
Many people in the alliance dream of immortality.”
That’s why so many seek a breakthrough in genetics, of course, he wouldn’t ntion this to Manbao.
Manbao had her own thoughts from this information.
At that mont, she recalled the prognosis Teacher Mo had made for Yin Huo yesterday.
Given that ratio, Yin Huo of course wouldn’t live till his seventies or eighties with treatnt; their place recognized adulthood at twenty, so…
Manbao sighed, “He’s so pale and well-behaved; it’s a pity not to treat him.”
Bai Shan: …
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