The Invincible Strongest Student

Zhao Xuefeng is a famous ancient medicine master, and Zhao Qingtang’s parents are also very cultured intellectuals. Under such family influence, Zhao Qingtang did very well in her studies, finishing her Ph.D. at a young age.

Because she devoted herself entirely to her studies, this has led to her reaching this age without having a proper relationship. No, regardless of whether it’s proper or not, she hasn’t even had a crush.

In fact, there are many who pursue her, but she couldn’t fancy any of them. These promising young men only lust for beauty and neglect their duties; even if their medical skills are not as good as hers, they dare to speak up?

Of course, there are senior and junior brothers with similar degrees pursuing her, but because she advanced so quickly, almost everyone is older than her, so she feels there’s a generation gap, and she’s been single until now.

It’s precisely because she’s so picky that Xu Wan is so anxious to help her find a boyfriend. After all, women her age are already grandmothers, isn’t that enough to make one anxious?

Actually, Zhao Qingtang’s view of love is very simple, or you could say naive. She believes that one day she will meet her hero. He may not have colorful clouds, but will have eyes that shine like stars, a soft and gentle voice, and broad arms, making her feel hot all over, as if her heart had a little deer prancing around.

At this moment, Zhao Qingtang feels like this, goosebumps rise on her arms, her heartbeat speeds up, and her cheeks feel as hot as a fever.

"Not as fragrant as you."

How can this guy say such cheesy sweet words! Still, it brings joy to her heart.

"I... how am I fragrant?"

Lin Tian props up his chin and tilts his head slightly, seeming to think seriously. Zhao Qingtang looks at him seriously, as if the answer might be written on his face.

"Pfft~" Lin Tian suddenly laughs, "I say it, you can’t hit me."

Zhao Qingtang becomes more anxious, isn’t this suspenseful? She raises her little hand, teasingly saying, "Believe it or not, I’ll hit you now?"

Lin Tian raises both hands in surrender, saying, "I’ll speak, can’t I?"

"Hurry up and tell me!"

Lin Tian chuckles, stands up, leans forward, and whispers in her ear, "I don’t know how to describe it; it’s just never enough to smell."

"Ah! Are you looking to die? Don’t say it again!"

"Hmm, I won’t say it." After speaking, Lin Tian gets closer to Zhao Qingtang again, takes a sniff, and teases, "Fragrant~"

...

After finishing a bowl of steaming beef noodles, Zhao Qingtang forbids Lin Tian from reading any more. After all, people aren’t machines; they need a balance of work and rest!

Lin Tian thinks his body can handle such intense reading without any problem, but since Zhao Qingtang’s attitude is firm, he complies with her.

Though they call it a rest, it’s actually just brewing a pot of tea, sitting on the sofa and chatting. Most of their topics are related to ancient medicine, usually with Zhao Qingtang posing questions and Lin Tian responding.

Actually, Lin Tian’s recent injuries seemed, to everyone, severe enough to require major surgery, potentially even life-threatening, but Lin Tian’s physical condition is miraculous, and with Zhao Xuefeng’s assistance, he appeared as though he just rested for a few days. The reality is the complexity was enormous, hence Zhao Qingtang remained puzzled.

Of course, there were questions Lin Tian couldn’t answer, which required research. And since research couldn’t be done too far apart, the two quickly sat together, able to smell each other’s scent and hear each other’s breathing.

After finishing their conversation on medicine, the air turned silent as they both silently agreed to pause. The silence, combined with their close proximity, made the atmosphere begin to turn rosy.

"You..."

"You..."

Once again, both speak at the same time, then exchange a smile.

"Why don’t you go first, ladies first."

"Alright." Zhao Qingtang lifts the sleeve on her left wrist, revealing a small smooth segment of her arm and a lady’s watch, saying, "It’s already very late; you should go to sleep. Adequate sleep helps with recovery."

Lin Tian breaks into a bitter smile, surprised she would say this; sleep so early?

Of course, if he says this aloud, he’ll certainly be scolded and then sent to bed forcefully, yielding the same result.

"If I’m going to sleep, then what are you planning to do?" Lin Tian blinks at her, knowing she slept all afternoon and must be full of energy and unable to sleep.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingtang gently rubs her temples, wearing a distressed expression, "I don’t have any plans yet... It’s all your fault, disrupting my schedule."

Lin Tian smiles, saying, "Since I’m not sleepy either, how about I teach you some breathing techniques?"

"Breathing? Techniques?" Zhao Qingtang looks at Lin Tian, puzzled.

"Haha, it’s quite simple. First, take off your shoes, sit beside the sofa with your legs together, and follow my rhythm to breathe."

"Is this... reliable?" Zhao Qingtang carefully observes Lin Tian’s expression, somehow feeling like she’s being tricked by a fraudster.

"Of course, you’ve studied ancient medicine for so long, you should know a bit about this, right? It’s a Qi Refinement technique, a Health Care Skill. Simply put, it’s like a power station for men and a gas station for women!"

Listening to Lin Tian’s outrageous words, Zhao Qingtang rolls her eyes, saying, "You could have left out that last phrase, I understood perfectly."

"Haha, just trying to make it more vivid. Come, give me your hand."

"Give you my hand? For what?" A blush appears on Zhao Qingtang’s face. After thinking for a couple of seconds, she still extends her hand to him, full of trust.

Lin Tian takes hold of her soft, fair hands, noticing her cool temperature, and habitually gives a gentle squeeze.

"Don’t, don’t pinch..." Zhao Qingtang’s face turns even redder, her hands start to pull back, aware that this guy isn’t up to anything good!

Lin Tian quickly grasps her hands firmly, awkwardly laughing, "I was just... checking your bone structure, ah! That’s all, don’t misunderstand!"

"Shameless!" Zhao Qingtang immediately scolds, then asks, "Have you finished looking?"

Well, the label of "scoundrel" seems inescapable now, it’s already confirmed.

"Hmm... superb bone structure, a genius for practice. Alright, let’s begin. Close your eyes and follow my instructions on controlling your breathing rhythm."

Breathing techniques are health preservation methods handed down in the Celestial Dragon Continent, expelling impurities and inhaling pure air. There’s a vast knowledge in each breath a person takes. If you master the rhythm well and form a habit, it greatly benefits your health.