There were not many people in the hospital, especially in the gynecology department.
Because it was a prescription drug, pharmacies would not sell it without a doctor's note. To buy short-term birth control pills, one had to see a doctor first.
After sitting for a while, Xia Yanchun's number was called. The female doctor looked to be in her forties. As soon as Xia Yanchun entered the room, she stated her purpose.
The doctor was used to these things. She asked about Xia Yanchun's medical history, did a simple blood coagulation test for her, and efficiently prescribed the appropriate medication.
There was no need to go to a pharmacy to buy the medicine; it could be dispensed directly at the hospital. If she wanted to continue taking it later, she could use today's diagnostic record to buy it at a nearby pharmacy.
Holding a small bag of medicine, Xia Yanchun felt wonderful.
No matter what, having a doctor do the proper checks before prescribing the medicine made her feel much more at ease than looking up information online and buying it herself at a store.
She couldn't just come out to buy medicine without getting anything else, or Shen Nian would definitely notice something. The clever Xia Yanchun decided to spend the rest of her time wandering around the area.
She also needed to buy black wolfberry, which was good for skin whitening. Whitening was currently Xia Yanchun's top priority.
Black wolfberry was available at a nearby traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy, but it was quite expensive, costing sixty-eight yuan for a small bottle.
However, this price was still a far cry from the cost of skincare products.
She just didn't know if the effects would be as good.
After taking a detour to buy the spicy hotpot that Shen Nian wanted to eat, Xia Yanchun finally took a taxi home carrying several bags of items.
To prevent Shen Nian from seeing it, she specifically stuffed the medicine at the very bottom of the bag.
However, she didn't even see Shen Nian when she got home. He was probably in his room playing video games, which suited Xia Yanchun perfectly. She happily hid the medicine in the deepest part of her cabinet, where it might not even be found during a deep spring cleaning.
"Here, your spicy hotpot." Xia Yanchun brought the food into Shen Nian's room.
"Just put it down, I'll give you a five-star review later."
"Do you really think I'm a delivery driver? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."
Shen Nian closed his game, casually took off his headphones, placed the spicy hotpot in the middle, and smiled. "I must eat right this second."
"This portion was thirty-four yuan, remember to transfer the money to me."
"You still want money? You Haji-Chun, you..."
"Going Dutch is the trend now. Not charging you a delivery fee is already me being gentle."
"How come you didn't bring up going Dutch when I treated you?"
"I forgot, obviously. How is that the same?"
"..."
Scared to tears by the little fairy.
Transferring money was definitely out of the question. Shen Nian chose to be a deadbeat this time.
The fate of a deadbeat is to be coerced by the creditor. Shen Nian was already prepared to be forced by Xia Yanchun to lie flat on the bed; even if she demanded he switch to various poses, he would calmly accept his tragic destiny.
Xia Yanchun gave a soft hmph, brought a chair back from the living room, sat next to Shen Nian, and urged him to eat faster.
The beef tallow flavor of the spicy hotpot smelled amazing. As long as she didn't eat too much, she wouldn't get internal heat, so Xia Yanchun planned to have a taste to satisfy her cravings.
"Want some?"
"Yeah, give me that slice of meat."
"Didn't your auntie teach you to have the right attitude when asking someone for a favor? You should say, I beg you, honorable Lord Shen Nian, please grant me a slice of..."
Before Shen Nian could finish his sentence, Xia Yanchun's fingers were already gripping the flesh of his thigh like pliers and twisting hard.
"Ouch, holy..." Shen Nian swatted her hand away and rubbed the spot. Honestly, it actually hurt a bit.
"Ah—"
"I'll give it to you, okay? I'm speechless, you violent woman." Shen Nian quickly picked up a piece for her, not forgetting to blow on it twice to cool it down.
"Nom nom nom... This is good."
"Here, there's also a hotdog sausage, half for each of us."
"Glad you know what's good for you." Xia Yanchun's eyebrows curved slightly as she leaned next to Shen Nian, waiting to be fed.
That night, Xia Yanchun didn't plan to take another shower. Before Shen Nian came over, she poured a glass of cold water and took the medicine she had just bought today.
Short-term pills are taken in cycles. One must take them for the required number of days for them to be effective, and after the cycle ends, the next cycle must follow immediately.
The doctor said these pills also had the effect of regulating the menstrual cycle, but Xia Yanchun's cycle had always been very healthy and hadn't caused her much trouble, so that use of the pill wasn't very significant to her.
But she didn't buy this medicine to regulate her period anyway.
Looking at the medicine box, Xia Yanchun's mind wandered. Who knows what she was thinking about, but her face grew slightly hot.
She could only blame the cool autumn for inheriting the stifling heat of the midsummer.
...
After the military training ended, the school's teaching schedule got on track. The juniors and seniors had all returned to campus, and during mealtimes, there was a noticeable increase in the number of people.
Li Shiyan and Xia Yanchun made new friends and sometimes ate with a few other girls. Shen Nian also had his own new friends. Although they weren't as close as he was with Chen Dong and Ma Mingfan, they could still eat together, chat, and joke around.
Since they were all new friends, they hadn't yet dropped their formalities. Shen Nian was the same; perhaps because they hadn't found their shared weirdness yet, he didn't even make any inappropriate jokes.
Shen Nian really missed the days when he could talk trash recklessly with Chen Dong and Ma Mingfan.
Shen Nian also got to know all the teachers in his class. He had thought teachers were purely academics dedicated to lecturing, but to his surprise, one of the teachers in their class was a former senior technician at a major internet tech giant. He was the kind of person you could search up online and was quite famous in the industry.
Not only that, the lecturing professors were incredibly strong as well. The students they taught worked in various major tech companies, and some had even participated in national-level research projects or the currently hottest AI competitions. It was as exaggerated as it could get.
These were the faculty resources that higher education institutions took pride in. Nanjiang University was like this, and the universities over in Kyoto would only be better than Nanjiang University.
Perhaps because Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun were the top scorers in the province, some of the lecturing teachers liked to look out for them. Their seats moved further and further to the front, and now they basically sat in the first row, where even glancing at a phone would earn them a look from the teacher.
There was pressure, but the learning efficiency was genuinely high.
Shen Nian really liked entering the [Focus] state while studying. Whether it was self-study or listening to a regular lecture, his efficiency in absorbing knowledge was much higher than usual.
It was foreseeable that for the next month, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun would spend their time immersed in studying.
Shen Nian finally understood why high school teachers always liked to say that college was easier than high school.
It was all just a trick to lure people into college; if you have any complaints, go talk to your college professors.
However, studying was the last thing Shen Nian was afraid of.
[High Spirits] allowed him to have a few more hours of study time than everyone else. Under high-efficiency learning, the benefits brought by these extra hours were highly substantial.
While others were still following the homework to do basic programming, Shen Nian was already researching models.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of October had passed.
The temperature slowly dropped, and both Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun put on jackets.
In the residential complex, the small trees that had lush green leaves a month ago also began to shed. The colorless, dry leaves crunched loudly as Shen Nian stepped on them.
"The cleaning lady is looking at you in disappointment." Xia Yanchun pursed her lips beside him. "Stop stepping on them, you're making it hard for her to sweep."
"Uh, my bad, my bad." Caught up in his own amusement, Shen Nian had completely overlooked that. At Xia Yanchun's reminder, he quickly circled around to stand on her outer side.
Today was Sunday, a day with absolutely no classes. Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun were more than happy to enjoy the free time, planning to relax for the entire day.
Eleven in the morning was the perfect time to go out, so Xia Yanchun had specifically dragged Shen Nian downstairs for a stroll.
As the autumn breeze brushed her face, Xia Yanchun pulled her jacket tighter, leaned close to Shen Nian, and giggled. "The weather today is so nice."
"Miss Autumn is very gentle."
"Mhm, I think Miss Summer is very gentle too." Xia Yanchun puffed out her chest proudly.
"A bit too passionate. Not exactly a comfortable vibe."
"Ha, I'm talking about myself."
"You have a gentle vibe."
"..."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!