The Young Matriarch
Chapter 759 - Chapter 759 Chapter 759 Does the Entire Nations Younger

Chapter 759: Chapter 759: Does the Entire Nation’s Younger Generation Think She’s Going to Die? Chapter 759: Chapter 759: Does the Entire Nation’s Younger Generation Think She’s Going to Die? Bai Chuwei thought that if Su Qiuqiu saw how she was captured on the satellite, she would probably spend a fortune to buy her unflattering photos.

Bai Chuwei teased those programmer kiddos, telling them to get some sleep early so they wouldn’t go bald.

Feeling pity for them, the ancient ancestor even sent over a recipe for curing baldness as a small compensation for hacking into their system.

A group of programmers: “…”

It was their first time encountering such a hacker, who was even so kind as to offer them a cure for baldness…

And believe it or not, the recipe actually looked quite professional, as if it were prescribed by an old traditional Chinese doctor.

Bai Chuwei pushed away from their commercial satellite system and took out the Xuanhai Spiritual Bone medicine ingredient from her Space Artifact. The medicine looked like an animal’s long bone, still wet with sea water droplets, carrying the salty smell of the sea.

Xue Qiu sat beside her, blowing rainbow-colored smoke: ‘Ancestor is so impressive, with just one move, the medicine is in hand!’

Bai Chuwei glanced at it disdainfully, unfortunately, Xue Qiu’s bootlicking had missed the mark, for she hadn’t actually acquired the medicine herself.

She had read in ancient texts that this medicine grew in the deep sea and was extremely difficult to obtain, occasionally fished out by lucky fishermen.

Because it was so troublesome, that was why she called for the gathering of immortals. Although those little cultivator friends weren’t very powerful, it couldn’t be said for certain that they wouldn’t be of some small help.

As it turned out… the Demon Domain personally delivered it, not giving the old ancestor the chance to take action.

Bai Chuwei curled the corner of her lips: “Now that I have all the ingredients, I can start making it.”

However, the process would probably take quite some time. Bai Chuwei thought about it and took out her phone to call the university president.

The president had been worried sick lately, unable to contact Bai Chuwei’s student. He longed for her call every day yet feared receiving it.

He was really afraid it would be a call to notify him of her death.

“Hello, President.”

Listen to that voice!

The languid president, upon hearing Bai Chuwei’s elegant voice, instantly perked up like he had been injected with adrenaline and nearly cried out: “Bai student, where on earth have you gone? Give me a definite answer!”

Bai Chuwei was puzzled; hadn’t she taken sick leave?

Bai Chuwei looked at the hardly-gathered ingredients on the table and cleared her throat: “President, I’m planning to take another week off.”

President: “!!”

WTF, taking leave again?

The president opened his mouth but before he could speak, an old professor snatched the phone from him and yelled at Bai Chuwei: “Bai student, how is your health really? Where are you? Are you at a private hospital? Let the professor take you to the military hospital. Let me tell you, private hospitals are unreliable.”

Hospital?

Xue Qiu quietly logged her into Weibo on the side.

She hadn’t announced her Weibo account to the public, didn’t really like posting on Weibo, and didn’t have any photos, so she only had a few zombie followers.

Bai Chuwei checked her Weibo and was bewildered.

Online, a bunch of people were sending virtual wreaths, and there were even those lighting candles for her.

The Immortal Teacher from Imperial University had taken a few days off, “Super Brain Scholar” delayed its recording, and the continuation of “Records of the Mountain Moon” on Yuewen Academy’s website wasn’t updated.

The Immortal Teacher looked as if she was seriously ill and about to leave this world…

A vein popped on Bai Chuwei’s forehead; did these juniors think she was dying?

The president was furious, snatching the phone back and anxiously said: “The hospitals of Imperial University rank among the top few globally. I, as president, will provide you a green channel so you can get the best treatment immediately!”

The president hysterically shouted: “Which hospital are you at?”

Bai Chuwei: “I’m at home.”

President: “…??” What?