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Chapter 205: Chapter 198: Professor Qiao is Divine Doctor Jing

Qiao Jing thought for a moment, then replied, “When I was in the first grade of elementary school?”

“What?!” Zhan Nanqing seriously doubted she was hallucinating.

“First grade of elementary school? How is that possible?”

She acknowledged that Qiao Jing was very impressive, but no matter how impressive, that wouldn’t mean starting to make money from the first grade, right?

“It was you who asked me, and now you don’t believe my answer,” Qiao Jing set her water cup aside and began to work on the task at hand.

Zhan Nanqing noticed how Qiao Jing seemed unwilling to explain anything, and she thought about how Qiao Jing didn’t like to disclose her identity as Professor Qiao to the public…

Honestly, based on her understanding of Qiao Jing, Qiao Jing didn’t seem like someone who would bluff, so could the reality be just like what Qiao Jing said, that she started making money from the first grade?

But how old is a first grader?

She recalled her own time in the first grade, when she didn’t want to get up in the morning, looking forward to the end of class when she could go home and eat snacks.

“How did you make money when you were in the first grade?”

“Doing household chores, winning scholarships,” Qiao Jing spoke without stopping her work.

Scholarships? Oh right, how could she have overlooked that?

It’s not that she deliberately ignored this fact, but because she had never received a scholarship in her life.

It wasn’t that her grades were bad, but those who received scholarships were always the ones with the top grades.

“Since first grade, you must have received so many scholarships that your hands got tired, right?”

As Zhan Nanqing said this, there was an indescribable feeling of envy in her heart. And a bit of sourness too.

Just like in the past, although her family was wealthy and didn’t lack money, every time there was an assembly at school, seeing the excellent students receiving scholarships always made her eyes turn red.

“Not many times,” Qiao Jing replied honestly.

“How is that possible? You’re not just saying that to avoid discouraging me, are you?”

Zhan Nanqing didn’t believe Qiao Jing’s words at all. Qiao Jing was the number one agricultural magnate in their empire, a mythical figure whose status was even higher than Xu Hongzu’s.

For such a person, weren’t scholarships in school practically her prerogative?

Qiao Jing glanced sidelong at Zhan Nanqing, “I only attended elementary school for two years before skipping to middle school, and I didn’t stay long before skipping to high school. Later, I was recommended for admission to the Capital’s Agricultural University.

Grandpa Zhang said he was afraid that I, being so young, would be bullied by adults in the university, so he suggested I temporarily abstain from going. I took a few years off, learned some martial arts, and then returned to the Agricultural University to continue studying.”

Zhan Nanqing’s jaw almost dropped!

Indeed, intelligence limits the imagination! She had thought Qiao Jing would be first in her class every year, but it turned out that the real genius didn’t need scholarships at all, skipping grades directly, not even needing to sit for the college entrance exams.

She also took time off to do other things and still achieved what others could only dream of attaining in their entire lives.

“You’re not human!” Overwhelmed, Zhan Nanqing turned and ran toward the restroom.

Before reaching the restroom, she overheard a female professor chatting with a janitor.

The conversation caught her attention.

“What happened to your back?” the female professor asked.

“Old problem, it’s been hurting for decades,” the janitor replied, holding her back.

“Haven’t you sought treatment?”

“I have, but it’s incurable.”

“Then you should see Professor Qiao for treatment,” suggested the professor.

“Professor Qiao knows medical treatment?” the janitor asked in surprise.

“You don’t know then. Our Professor Qiao is actually the Divine Doctor Jing of immense reputation mentioned outside. If you seek her help, she’ll surely give you miraculous healing.”

Qiao Jing is the Divine Doctor Jing?!

This — how is that possible?

That Qiao Jing was Professor Qiao, she had already come to accept.

But now someone was telling her that Qiao Jing was also the widely acclaimed Divine Doctor Jing, renowned all over the country!!!

No matter how capable a person is, it shouldn’t be to this extent, right?

However —

Zhan Nanqing suddenly recalled the conversation she just had with Qiao Jing.

“All right… it looks like ‘person’ is no longer a fitting word to describe Qiao Jing.”

Isn’t fate just too unfair?

Zhan Nanqing felt that compared to Qiao Jing, Qiao Jing was like an immortal masterpiece meticulously sculpted by Nvwa over several years, while she was just a clay pellet flung out casually by Nvwa.

“Ding–” Zhan Nanqing received a message from Su Manhan.

Without knowing when, Su Manhan had created a small group chat that, apart from the two of them, also included Lou Xinrou.

Su Manhan, “Qiao Jing is too good at causing trouble. Someone like her absolutely can’t be tolerated in our Zhan Family.”

Lou Xinrou, “Ever since Qiao Jing arrived, Brother Pei has never given me another glance.”

Lou Xinrou, a sad face with tears emoji.

Su Manhan, head-patting emoji.

Su Manhan @Zhan Nanqing, “Now that you have the most contact with Qiao Jing, can’t you find out her weaknesses?”

Upon reading this, Zhan Nanqing really felt like replying.

Weaknesses? Well, she’s Divine Doctor Jing.

Weaknesses? Yes, she’s Professor Qiao.

Honestly, Zhan Nanqing really wanted to send this message. Heaven knows she was feeling pretty lonely being shocked by herself. Couldn’t someone share the burden?

Moreover, Qiao Jing’s cooking was delicious, her martial prowess was formidable, she was all-around excellent.

The more Zhan Nanqing thought about it, the more she felt like her brother really wasn’t a match for Qiao Jing.

Huh?

Speaking of Zhan Qipei, Zhan Nanqing suddenly remembered something.

“Is my brother being so nice to Qiao Jing because he already discovered that she’s Professor Qiao or Divine Doctor Jing?”

Should she find an opportunity to test him?

Impulsive as she was, Zhan Nanqing acted on her thoughts immediately.

Without a second’s delay, she sent the edited message to Zhan Qipei.

“Brother, do you know what role Qiao Jing plays in Professor Qiao’s Research Institute?”

Zhan Qipei originally hadn’t wanted to bother with Zhan Nanqing during work hours, but upon glancing at the message and seeing the name “Qiao Jing,” he immediately set aside what he was doing and opened the message.

“You want to tell me? I thought you signed a non-disclosure agreement. You can’t speak of it,” he replied.

“Eh????” Zhan Nanqing scratched the back of her head, muttering to herself, “Could it be that my brother doesn’t know Qiao Jing is Professor Qiao?”

“Are you planning to tell him?” A cold voice suddenly rang out behind Zhan Nanqing.

Zhan Nanqing, startled, felt the hairs on her body stand up and quickly turned to face Qiao Jing.

“You, you, how come you don’t make a sound when you walk?”

Qiao Jing’s clear gaze fell on Zhan Nanqing’s cell phone, prompting Zhan Nanqing to quickly explain, “It’s not what you think, I signed a confidentiality agreement, I won’t tell my brother, and I won’t tell anyone!”

Qiao Jing continued to stare at Zhan Nanqing’s phone with obvious skepticism.

Not very convinced.

Zhan Nanqing, growing anxious, continued to explain, “I swear, I really had no intention of revealing your identity to my brother. I only asked him to see if he already knew about you.”

Now, there was no need to test any further; her brother clearly was unaware, or else Qiao Jing wouldn’t have that icy look right now.

“Oh,” Qiao Jing said, not pursuing the matter further.

Watching Qiao Jing walk away, Zhan Nanqing let out a deep sigh and patted her chest.

Huh?

“Why was I so scared of her?”

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Zhan Nanqing looked at her arm and noticed her hair was still standing on end.

“Ding–” Zhan Qipei sent a new message.

“Why aren’t you talking?”

Having slowly recovered from her scare, Zhan Nanqing continued to draft a message to Zhan Qipei.

“Brother, why do you like Qiao Jing?”