The little cold that the Doctor and the Fatty caught only lasted a few hours before disappearing thanks to a few doses of magic potion.
Their slight grievances did nothing to dampen the young scholarship student's cheerful mood. During the next two days of vacation, Zheng Qing often reminisced about his experience on Friday night—the more he recalled, the more joyful he felt, as if polishing a dull jade stone, which, after repeated polishing, not only didn't wear out but became increasingly crystal clear.
Unfortunately, for the next two days, Jiang Yu had to attend the student council's end-of-term meeting, and Zheng Qing never found another opportunity to meet the witch.
It wasn't until the class meeting on Sunday night that he saw Jiang Yu again.
