Chapter 77.2

Face-Slapping the genius from another world (3.2)

Editors: chestnutwhale

After taking Zhou Yang's pulse, Zhou Xu realized that Zhou Yang was not sick at all, his condition had been caused by an iron deficit.

For a long time, he did not eat meat and only ate a few vegetables, thus it was only natural that his body lacked proper nutrition. After so many years, his body had a severe lack of trace elements, especially iron. It was the reason why he would be so pale, often dizzy and without strength.

Zhou Xu intended to prepare some pills for Zhou Yang. Because he only ate vegetarian dishes all year round, if he suddenly ate meat, his body would feel sick.

Since he remembered that he had an older brother in the real world, Zhou Xu cared for Zhou Yang a lot. He was afraid that Zhou Yang had also transmigrated over.

Wanting a calm place to make Zhou Yang's pills, Zhou Xu looked left and right. In the end, the corner of his lips hooked up as he went to Yan He's house.

Seeing that the door had been left unlocked, Zhou Xu lightly knocked twice. There was no sound inside. Zhou Xu waited a little, and as there was still no response, he pushed open the door and entered.

It was only after he went in that Zhou Xu discovered that Yan He was not there at all.

But this was perfect. Zhou Xu needed to make nutritious things for Zhou Yang, and have him eat it daily.

Looking at Yan He's allocated foods, Zhou Xu smiled slightly. He decided to directly use them. If Yan He was angry, then it would be even more interesting.

Actually, if Yan He wasn't so serious in this world, then Zhou Xu also would not want to provoke him so much.

After preparing all the necessary ingredients, Zhou Xu started to make pills in Yan He's room.

It took him the whole day to finish. When night fell, Zhou Xu saw there were already many pills besides him. So he got up and stretched. He was mid-stretch when he heard Yan He say, "What are you making these things for?"

Suddenly turning his head, Zhou Xu discovered, who else could the person behind him be, if not Yan He?

"When did you come back?" Zhou Xu ignored his question and put away the pills. He intended to give them to Zhou Yang the next day.

"A while ago."

"Oh. I didn't notice."

"En. What are you making these things for?"

Zhou Xu continued to ignore his question and said, "I used a lot of your food. Tomorrow, come to my place, I'll give it back to you."

"No need. I'll give them to you if you tell me what's the use of the things you made."

Zhou Xu was speechless. He felt as though Yan He was still a curious baby, upon seeing something new, did he really need to figure out its use?

"Medicine for Zhou Yang."

"Medicine? What happened to Zhou Yang?"

"It's nothing serious. His body is just a little weak, and I'm giving him some nutritious pills to let him recuperate."

Yan He nodded and replied with an "Oh", before falling silent.

Zhou Xu noticed that from start to finish, Yan He had not mentioned the matter of him entering without permission.

Since Yan He did not mention it, then it meant that he tacitly agreed with Zhou Xu's actions. And so, the next day, Zhou Xu took the ingredients from his house and went to Yan He's house again.

However, before he started preparing the pills, he needed to give Zhou Yang the ones he'd made the day before.

On the way, walking past a house, he saw Ruan Shijin planting something. And it was something that he was very familiar with, they were beans.

Acting as if he hadn't seen anything, Zhou Xu took the nutrient pills he prepared and headed to the clinic.

There weren't many people in the infirmary, and Zhou Yang was taking a nap on the seat by the window.

Light knocking on a table awoke Zhou Yang. His pale face looked a little transparent, appearing somewhat ill. However, he was as good looking as always.

"Ge, come, look at what I prepared for you."

Zhou Yang slowly stood up, as was his habit. This was because if he were to stand up too fast, he would remain dizzy for a while. It was also why his movements and speech were slow.

"What?"

Taking out the pills he'd prepared, Zhou Yang said, "Candy."

"Candy?"

"En." As he spoke, Zhou Xu stuffed one into Zhou Yang's mouth.

The pills were not too big, not too small, they were exactly bite-sized. However, Zhou Xu had added several medicinal herbs inside. Those herbs could remove the fishy smell of meats and viscera, leaving only a sweet and sour taste, like honey-coated hawthorn berries. It was both nutritious and appetizing to eat.

Chewing the thing given by Zhou Xu, Zhou Yang's eyes shone, "What is this? It's so delicious."

Zhou Xu smiled, "That's why I said they were candies."

Zhou Yang had never tasted this kind of flavor. It was as if this candy had opened a whole new world to his sense of taste, even his eyes felt brighter.

Zhou Yang stared at Zhou Xu's small bag and asked, "Are there more?"

Zhou Xu handed over the small bag in his hand to Zhou Yang and said, "There are, however, don't eat too much. A few is enough, eating too much is useless, your body won't be able to digest it."

Zhou Yang quickly took another one out and stuffed it in his mouth, he asked, "Digest what?"

Zhou Xu shook his head and thought to himself, let him as much as he wants. At most, he would have to make some more for him, and use less ingredients, so that no matter how much he ate, it would not hurt his body. Zhou Xu said, "Nothing, just eat, don't eat too much, eating too much will cause indigestion."

"Okay." Zhou Yang took out another one to put in his mouth.

Zhou Xu was speechless. He estimated that Zhou Yang would finish the bag in two days. However, this was also good. In any case, the ingredients inside were all concentrated. There would be no problem even if Zhou Yang didn't eat his meals and only ate these pills. It wouldn't hurt his body.

The two of them made small talk, filling the small clinic with a warm atmosphere. But after a while, the warmth was broken.

"Zhou Yang, hurry, Han Xun is injured, take a look."

The person who came was a tan warrior, the person on his back was precisely Han Wen's older brother, Han Xun.

Only after the warrior put Han Xun on the infirmary's bed did Zhou Xu discover that Han Xun's waist had been pierced and his body drenched in blood.

There was only Zhou Yang and Zhou Xu in the infirmary, so Zhou Xu immediately prepared to act as a helper. However, Zhou Yang shook his head and said, "It's impossible, we can't save him."

Zhou Xu froze, and the warrior also froze. Then, the big man suddenly started to cry.

The warrior bit his teeth and didn't speak. Zhou Yang also lowered his head. He and Han Xun knew each other. When Han Xun had been injured before, he would always sincerely say "thank you" while being treated by Zhou Yang, so Zhou Yang was also very sad at the moment.

In the sorrowful infirmary, a sudden sharp order came, "Enough, you leave. Zhou Yang, be my helper. Hurry, or he really will die."

Zhou Yang dumbly looked at Zhou Xu. This time a chilly voice spoke, "Have the two of them leave, I'll help you."

Zhou Xu looked over, then nodded. The person who spoke was Yan He.

The warrior who carried Han Xun on his back left, however, Zhou Yang stayed.

Zhou Xu took a knife and put it on the fire to bake a little. Then, he put the knife on Han Xun's abdomen.

Zhou Yang was so astonished, he didn't dare to speak. He had never seen someone cut apart the stomach of a person to save him. However, Zhou Xu's expression was very serious, so he did not dare say anything to him.

His actions were fast and proficient. There was no time for hesitation, because Han Xun was still losing blood.

Approximately one hour later, Zhou Xu wiped away the sweat on his forehead, and breathed deeply before saying, "It's done. Now, his survival depends only on himself."

Zhou Yang felt below Han Xun's nose. There was indeed a breath, though it was very weak.

He looked at Zhou Xu with disbelief, because had he not been treated, Han Xun would have died within half an hour.

Zhou Xu lifted his hand to softly knock on Zhou Yang's forehead and said, "Ge, I'm powerful, aren't I?"

"Powerful."

"That's why you should obediently eat the things I gave you. Your body would also get better."

Zhou Yang nodded, and as if he was a child, he pulled Zhou Xu's hand saying, "Xiao Xu, teach me the thing you just did."

Zhou Xu smiled softly and said, "Okay, Ge."

Next to him, Yan He was unhappy, very unhappy. However, he did not know why he was unhappy. He only knew that he didn't want Zhou Xu to meet with Zhou Yang, nor did he want Zhou Yang to touch Zhou Xu, and he also didn't want Zhou Xu to talk to Zhou Yang. By the way, Zhou Xu also made many delicious pills for Zhou Yang, but he hadn't made any for himself (YH). And besides, what he used was even his things.

Yan He turned around to leave in a fit. Zhou Yang did not notice that Yan He was angry, however Zhou Xu did.

Feeling pretty good, Zhou Xu knew that Yan He was drinking vinegar. However, this was very good, after he drank a lot of vinegar, maybe he would regret telling Zhou Xu to scram.

In the evening, Han Xun really woke up. It was like a miracle. The whole tribe was shocked because they heard that Zhou Xu had saved a dead man. Therefore, the rumors of Zhou Xu being the God of luck, once again spread to the tribe, who began to believe it.

Ruan Shijin didn't understand, however he was very unhappy, because while he was thinking about how to develop the tribe, Zhou Xu casually became the tribe's god. Why?

On the same day, after Zhou Xu went back to Yan He's house, he discovered Yan He was studying the things he brought.

"Did you find anything?" Zhou Xu asked.

Yan He turned his head, slightly embarrassed, "I was looking casually."

"O." Zhou Xu nodded, then said, "Zhou Yang said he liked the pills I made him very much. I decided to make him some more."

Yan He's eyebrows slightly furrowed. Zhou Xu knew this was him being unhappy.

"Han Xun would probably need it too. When the time comes, I'll make some for Han Xun."

"En."

"Oh right, last time, Han Xun even caught the arrow coming at me. I'll need to be better to him in the future."

"En." Yan He was even more unhappy. His ice-cold expression seemed to be colder.

Zhou Xu continued, "Ay, Yan He, what do you think of me loving Han Xun, you don't like me anyway? He also appears to be very strong, moreover he is paler than you. I like pale men."

"You can't!"

"Why can't I? You don't like me anyway, do you?" Zhou Xu asked with a smile. Yan He retreated a step, Zhou Xu advanced a step. Yan He retreated another step, Zhou Xu also continued to advance, until Yan He was forced to a table.

Left with no room to retreat, Yan He looked at Zhou Xu who was very close to him, and suddenly said, "I have been bitten by a snake!"