Chapter 1416: If I Don’t Enter Hell, Who Will?

Chapter 1416: Chapter 1416: If I Don’t Enter Hell, Who Will?

After giving the prescription to Zhao Qingtang, Lin Tian clearly intended to become a hands-off boss. For him, painstakingly typing each word out on a keyboard felt like pure torment.

Even if he wanted to write it, once he handed it to Zhao Qingtang, it would still require a full rewrite, making it largely pointless.

But Zhao Qingtang was different. Having been a top student from childhood, her experience in writing papers was incredibly rich.

However, Lin Tian still had his demands.

"Remember the speech we gave at the medical summit last time?" Lin Tian asked.

Zhao Qingtang gave Lin Tian a meaningful look, "Of course I remember. Back then, the paper I wrote was rejected by you. It’s still on my computer and has never been shown to anyone. Later, you turned my paper into a mess, full of conflict and controversy. You were comfortable, but you have no idea how many people I offended after the summit."

Lin Tian’s smile deepened.

Slam!

Zhao Qingtang lightly but firmly slapped the table, saying with a very serious expression, "Let’s set it straight: once I finish writing this paper, after you review it, you can’t make major changes. Otherwise, even if you make me the first author, I won’t write it."

Lin Tian also knew a bit about Zhao Qingtang’s temper; without a compelling reason, she wouldn’t make changes at all.

Lin Tian laughed and said, "Of course, since I’m asking you to write it, I naturally trust you enough. I just want to maintain our previous style."

"Previous style..."

Zhao Qingtang thought to herself: as expected, this guy is still so sharp!

She vividly remembered the impression this guy made on her at last year’s summit: making every word as sharp as a knife, with words that drew blood and sentences that became blades, piercing Western medicine with thousands of punctures!

It was exciting to hear, and truly thrilling.

That very sentence moved Zhao Qingtang at the time.

Today’s traditional medicine should strive to live up to its past glory; serious illnesses require strong medicine!

The speech given at the summit was strong medicine, and this paper would be the same. No, perhaps Lin Tian himself is that very strong medicine!

Lin Tian watched Zhao Qingtang’s face, observing every subtle change in her expression. Unfortunately, he couldn’t discern anything.

Finally, Zhao Qingtang sighed softly, "Alright then, let’s do it your way. Seems like you’ve got me all figured out."

As soon as she said it, Zhao Qingtang regretted it. Why did that sound so ambiguous? Ah, speaking too much always leads to mistakes.

Lin Tian pretended not to pick up on the underlying nuance, glanced at the time, and said, "It’s getting late, let’s start on this tomorrow."

"Yeah, I do need to think it over; the opening is hard to write."

"Well, that’s not my problem, you’ll have to deal with that headache."

After saying this, he stood up and said, "I know you’ll be busy with the teacher’s tasks, too. I simply couldn’t find anyone else to help with this. So, I’m asking you, please bear with it."

"Why didn’t you ask Professor Hu Gaofei?"

"He... after all, doesn’t give me the same peace of mind you do."

Zhao Qingtang didn’t respond further. She also glanced at the time and asked, "Leaving now?"

"Yeah, it’s really not early anymore."

"How about having another snack? Aren’t you hungry?"

Lin Tian laughed again, "You clearly ate quite a lot earlier. Aren’t you afraid of gaining weight?"

Zhao Qingtang pouted slightly, "So what if I get fat! Five hours have passed. Isn’t it allowed to get hungry again?"

"So... shall we go out to eat?"

"No. The stuff outside isn’t as good as what you cook."

Look, the fox’s tail is showing.

Zhao Qingtang unfolded her crossed legs and stood up along with Lin Tian. Placing her slender hand on Lin Tian’s shoulder, she helped him turn around and said in a commanding tone, "Attention! March~ Right to the kitchen! Mission: Fried Sauce Noodles!"

Lin Tian seemed quite reluctant, taking each step only after Zhao Qingtang gave him a push. It was like herding cattle.

Finally reaching the kitchen, Lin Tian twitched a muscle in his face upon seeing the bag of flour: "We have to make the dough too?"

Zhao Qingtang patted Lin Tian on the shoulder, "I’ll help you."

"..."

As it turned out, Zhao Qingtang was of no help at all. As a master in the middle stage of the Golden Core, kneading dough was ridiculously easy for Lin Tian!

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Qingtang sat at the dining table, looking at a bowl of steaming, savory fried sauce noodles and beef soup in front of her. She smiled contentedly, her eyes squinting with delight.

"I said I’d help, but you kicked me out of the kitchen, so it’s not my fault."

Lin Tian, while untying his apron, said, "You’re taking advantage and playing cute, better eat up."

In fact, even without Lin Tian saying so, Zhao Qingtang had already started eating. While eating, she didn’t forget to say, "I told you, your cooking is much better than outside. How about we open a shop together?"

Lin Tian rolled his eyes. Crazy, right? A master in the middle stage of the Golden Core using Spiritual Qi to make noodles and open a shop?

Lin Tian also sat down, eating leisurely.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was pleasantly harmonious.

After finishing the noodles and drinking a bowl of soup, Zhao Qingtang satisfiedly put down her chopsticks and said, "Don’t think of running off, we still have to wash the dishes together; I contributed to making the noodles."

Lin Tian blinked in confusion, "You did what now?"

"Didn’t I beat the egg for the dough? Didn’t I wash the scallions? I even brought you some water."

Lin Tian chuckled helplessly and said, "Alright then, we’ll wash up together."

There weren’t many dishes, and without letting Zhao Qingtang touch the water, Lin Tian quickly and deftly tidied up the tableware.

When Lin Tian finished and came out, Zhao Qingtang was leaning against the wall, looking at him with a beaming smile.

How to describe that look? As gentle as silk.

Lin Tian suddenly got goosebumps, startled, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I suddenly think you’d make a good virtuous wife and loving mother. How about I marry you?"

Lin Tian laughed and said, "But I can’t have children."

"No worries, I can."

"Let’s not. You just want me as a free maid."

"Oh, you figured that out. You’re really clever."

After joking around a bit, Lin Tian glanced at the wall clock again and said, "It’s late, I should head back."

"Wait! Do you have something else to do when you get back?"

"In the middle of the night? What could possibly be happening? Why?"

Zhao Qingtang turned around, heading towards her room, and said, "Come in."

Hearing "come in," Lin Tian was taken aback. It’s late at night, and she’s asking him to enter her room? Why?

Ah, whatever, if I don’t face it, who will? Let’s go!