She had never come across such a difficult disciple. Over the past three days, she didn't know how many strands of hair Jiang Zuo had caused her to lose out of frustration.
Meanwhile, outside...
"Zhong You, aren't you going to go in and check on them?"
Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu, both watching Zhong You, who was leisurely sorting medicinal herbs in the courtyard, asked in unison.
What was going on here? Although the headmistress was primarily teaching Jiang Zuo and Zhong You was merely along for the ride, Zhong You had already successfully graduated and had been reading medicine books and sorting out herbs for a day and a half.
And yet Jiang Zuo was still being chastised by the headmistress in the pharmacy.
"Why should I go in, just to witness Jiang Zuo's hands full of bloody punctures?" Zhong You looked up and glanced at them.