I was reborn after my cousin stole my life.

Chapter 229: Roll Call and Question Answering

"Qiaoqiao can say 'Mama' now!"

Aunt Zhao poked her head out from the kitchen, laughing, "You were shouting so loudly, I could hear you from the kitchen! You have a really loud voice!"

Yuan Xiu and Jiang Zhou exchanged a glance; they hadn't misheard.

Jiang Zhou immediately picked up his daughter: "Zhizhi, call me Daddy."

Zhizhi blinked her big eyes and smiled as she waved her little hand at her dad.

Since his daughter wouldn't call out, Jiang Zhou turned his hopeful gaze to his son. This time, it was his turn to feed him. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and said, "Call me Daddy and I'll give you some."

Little Qiao Qiao: "...Wow!"

If he could speak, he would definitely say those two words to his own father for being a heartless person.

"Call me Daddy!"

Qiaoqiao opened her little mouth several times but couldn't get the paste into her mouth. After staring at her father for two seconds, she used her little hands to push herself onto the mat and crawled towards her mother.

Yuan Xiu sat next to Jiang Zhou. He crawled a couple of times and reached his mother's spot, then put his little hands on her legs and cried, "Mommy!"

This time it was much clearer. Yuan Xiu was so happy that she stretched out her legs and wrapped the brother and sister in her legs, one on each side, feeding the brother and sister alternately.

Jiangzhou is jealous.

Even when I was going to bed at night, I was still teaching my two children to call me "Dad".

Qiaoqiao ignored him. The more she tried to teach him, the more rebellious he became, and in the end, he buried his head in the blanket.

Jiang Zhou could only pin his hopes on Zhizhi. "Zhizhi, be good and call me Daddy."

Zhizhi thought her father was playing with her, and happily opened her little hands to pat her father's face.

A "snap" sound.

Yuan Xiu laughed and said, "Don't you feel any pain?"

Don't underestimate a child's small size; their little hands and feet are surprisingly strong, and a sudden kick in the middle of the night can wake them up.

"It doesn't hurt, she didn't exert much force."

Yuan Xiu was speechless. He had previously said that Political Commissar Wang was a doting father to his daughter, but it was he who was the real culprit.

After teaching her like this for a few days, one day Jiang Zhou came home from get off work. Before he even entered the house, Zhizhi pointed out the window and shouted "Dad!"

Yuan Xiu quickly went to the window and told Jiang Zhou, who had entered the courtyard, "Zhizhi called for her father!"

Jiang Zhou was overjoyed. He didn't even have time to change his shoes after entering the house. He took Zhizhi from Yuan Xiu's hands and said, "Zhizhi, Daddy's back. Call him Daddy."

Zhizhi giggled and made several "ee-ee-ya-ya" sounds, then called out "Baba" at Jiangzhou's repeated urging.

"Why!"

Jiang Zhou was so happy that he kissed his daughter's little face.

Qiaoqiao, who was sitting on the mat playing with a rattle drum, saw this and called out, "Dad!"

Jiang Zhou freed one hand to hug his son. "You little rascal, your sister won't call you 'Dad,' so you won't either? You'll probably grow up to be a stubborn brat!"

"Really? Who else is a stubborn person?" Yuan Xiu asked deliberately.

Jiang Zhou naturally couldn't say anything to her, so he took the blame himself, "I, I am."

Yuan Xiu smiled, feeling that her current life was happy and fulfilling, and it seemed that there was nothing to worry about.

Even her studies were within her grasp.

They did not fall behind the class or fall behind in their studies because they did not attend morning or evening self-study sessions.

Of course, this is only her understanding of herself; without an exam, no one knows how well she has actually learned.

……

After Wu Xue last visited Yuan Xiu, she visited Yuan Xiu twice more.

Wu Xue probably thought Yuan Xiu was an unworkable piece of wood, and never looked for her again. But every time they met, Yuan Xiu could feel that Wu Xue was looking at her as if she were a woman with bound feet...

Yuan Xiu: "..."

"Ding Xuewen is dating someone."

As soon as Yuan Xiu sat down, Liu Yazhi pulled her aside and started talking about the gossip that had just surfaced in the class.

Three months into the semester, there have been quite a few couples on campus. Ding Xuewen is unmarried and single, so it's not surprising that he's dating.

Do you know who it is?

Liu Yazhi asked.

Yuan Xiu: "Who?"

"Wu Xue from Class Two."

"Oh." Yuan Xiu took out her textbook; she was going to have a professional class later.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Why should I be surprised?" Yuan Xiu laughed. "They're both single and members of the poetry club, so it's normal for them to get to know each other and start dating. Alright, let's stop talking about this, the teacher is coming."

Before the bell rang, Ding Xuewen and Wu Xue entered the classroom one after the other.

This professional course was taken together by both Class 1 and Class 2.

After the bell rang, Professor Zhang from the department walked in with his lecture notes. "We've been covering the Zang-Xiang (internal organs and their manifestations) for a month now, and we've also written about Qi, Blood, and Body Fluids. Today, we'll focus on the pathways of the meridians and the pathogenic characteristics of the six pathogenic factors..."

Below the stage, the sound of pens scratching on paper filled the air.

"I have a question." Professor Zhang put down his pointer, his gaze sweeping across the class. "Who can tell me the pathway of the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin, and what clinical manifestations occur when wind-evil invades the Lung Meridian?"

The classroom fell silent instantly.

Some students quietly flipped through their textbooks, their fingertips slid quickly across the pages, while others stared down at their notes, their brows furrowed.

After all, the course had only covered half of the lesson on meridian pathways, and combining this with the six pathogenic factors causing disease and describing clinical manifestations would be quite challenging for new students.

Seeing the restrained look on everyone's faces, Professor Zhang did not urge them, but waited patiently.

Xia Yang raised his hand.

Professor Zhang didn't call on him this time. In the past, Xia Yang was always the student that professors liked to call on during professional classes, while they rarely called on other students.

Since the start of the semester, Yuan Xiu has never been called on during roll call.

"This time we'll switch to someone else. If none of you raise your hands, I'll call on someone."

Professor Zhang pulled out the roster and saw the name "Ding Xuewen".

Ding Xuewen stood up hesitantly, his fingers rapidly flipping through the pages of his textbook. "The Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin...it seems to start from...from the lungs? And then...and then to the fingers? If it's affected by wind-evil, it will...cause a cough?"

Professor Zhang gestured for him to sit down, saying, "You still need to put in more effort."

Ding Xuewen's face turned bright red.

Wu Xue, who was sitting next to him, patted his arm reassuringly.

"I'll call on someone else to talk about, this time a female student, Yuan Xiu."

Upon hearing Yuan Xiu's name, Ding Xuewen's expression relaxed. He might not be as good as Xia Yang, but surely he could be better than Yuan Xiu?

Since Yuan Xiu couldn't answer, everyone naturally forgot their own embarrassment when answering the question earlier.

Unfortunately, his idea was destined to fail.

"...The Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin originates in the middle jiao, descends to connect with the large intestine, returns to the stomach opening, ascends through the diaphragm to belong to the lung, emerges horizontally from the lung system under the armpit, descends along the inner side of the upper arm, runs anterior to the Lung Meridian of Hand-Shaoyin and the Pericardium Meridian, descends to the elbow, follows the lower border of the inner forearm bone, enters the cun-kou (radial artery), ascends to the thenar eminence, and emerges at the tip of the thumb. One branch runs straight from the back of the wrist along the inner border of the index finger, emerging at its tip."

Ding Xuewen suddenly turned his head to look at Yuan Xiu, his eyes filled with shock!

Not only her, but all the students in the lecture hall were looking at Yuan Xiu.

Most students couldn't even remember all the meridians, but Yuan Xiu could recite them all in one breath without pausing, speaking at a moderate pace, each word clear.

Professor Zhang nodded slightly, "Then please continue to describe the clinical manifestations."

"Wind and evil are light and easily spread out, and they can easily attack the yang positions. The lungs are the canopy, which governs qi and respiration. When wind and evil invade the lung meridian, it will cause the lungs to lose their ability to disperse and descend qi."

After finishing her explanation, Yuan Xiu added, "Specifically, symptoms may include chills and fever, nasal congestion and runny nose, cough, sore throat, and mild body aches. Because wind-evil is mobile and prone to change, it may also be accompanied by aversion to wind and a floating and slow pulse. If wind-evil is combined with dampness, symptoms such as chest tightness and thick, sticky phlegm may also appear."

The classroom fell completely silent; even the sound of pens scratching across paper stopped.

The students looked at Yuan Xiu with surprise and admiration. Some were quietly adding down what she had just said in their notebooks, while others whispered among themselves, "She's amazing! She answered so completely!"

"I can't even recite the meridian pathways, yet she can combine them with the clinical manifestations of the Six Evils theory..."

"Ding Xuewen couldn't answer either, yet he kept saying he was worried Yuan Xiu wouldn't be able to keep up, even though she's a day student..."

Ding Xuewen subconsciously touched his face.