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Miss Granger Advises Me To Stop Study
Chapter 45: Physical examination

Chapter 45: Physical examination

"Because you might still need the desk upstairs," Lin Yue replied in a flat tone, her emotionless expression, "I can't let my own needs affect you, so I should come to study at the dining table downstairs."

One shouldn't let their own reasons affect others; if there's something good, it should be given to others, while keeping the less favorable for oneself. This is a deeply ingrained etiquette, a constraint written into the soul.

Hermione frowned and hugged the materials Lin Yue was using for her paper, "Stop always thinking about others and think about yourself for a change. You should be the one prioritized, shouldn't you?"

If you don't even consider yourself, then why would others prioritize you? Wouldn't that just lead to being taken advantage of?

Hermione couldn't understand Lin Yue's mindset; she simply couldn't grasp why Lin Yue instinctively placed others before herself. However, if Hermione were to express her thoughts, Lin Yue might respond with, "Suffering is a blessing; not being overly calculative is a basic rule of etiquette."

Mrs. Granger walked over and gently patted Hermione's head. At her age, she had already seen quite a few Easterners like Lin Yue.

Most of them, like Lin Yue, were not competitive and would even sometimes yield their own opportunities and praise to others. Mrs. Granger could only say that she respected their way of doing things, but understanding it was too difficult; cultural differences made it hard for them to do so.

Now that she had met Lin Yue, Mrs. Granger barely understood why they could do this. They had been taught to behave this way since childhood, and they indeed continued to do so as they grew up, as it had become a "habit."

As for Lin Yue herself, Mrs. Granger thought she seemed to take this a step further than other Easterners, even considering leaving the desk for Hermione when it came to something as trivial as where to do homework.

Moreover, Hermione didn't even need the desk at that moment. Mrs. Granger could respect the personal choices and practices of those adults.

However, when it came to Lin Yue, she couldn't help but want to say a few words. Otherwise, she worried that Lin Yue might lose many opportunities and benefits that originally belonged to her because of this habit.

"Lin Yue, what belongs to you, or what you can strive for, you should work hard to pursue it and aim for the best. There are times when you shouldn't yield, so don't yield, understand?"

Mrs. Granger looked at Lin Yue with a serious expression, feeling that this child was just too sensible. A child who is too sensible... will be bullied.

Lin Yue's expression was blank, and Mrs. Granger's words created a serious conflict with her understanding. Not competing, not fighting, being courteous and humble—wasn't that what was written in books?

With two conflicting thoughts in her mind, Lin Yue couldn't force herself to discern who was right or wrong; she could only nod at Mrs. Granger with an unchanged expression.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie. I will do my best."

Hearing Lin Yue's flat voice and seeing her expressionless face, Mrs. Granger suddenly felt a sense of discomfort.

Can the simple oppression from parents and immersion in studies really turn a person into this? It’s normal for someone to become quiet and unresponsive to the outside world, but it shouldn’t lead to such rigidity and indifference, right? Seeing Lin Yue like this, she couldn't help but think of a notorious treatment method from history, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

Regaining her composure, Mrs. Granger smiled at Hermione, "Hermione, take Lin Yue upstairs to rest. You two can chat or do something; don’t let her study anymore. It’s the first night of the holiday; she should relax."

"Okay." Hermione nodded and took Lin Yue's hand, leading her upstairs.

Before Lin Yue left, she politely said goodnight to the Granger couple, "Auntie, Uncle, goodnight." After saying that, she followed Hermione upstairs. Once the two children turned the corner, Mrs. Granger guessed they should be out of earshot and turned to her husband, her forehead already covered in cold sweat.

"Don't you think Lin Yue looks a lot like those people?"

Although they were both doctors, and Mr. Granger was a dentist, they were still aware of the relevant medical history, so he understood what his wife was implying.

He frowned, his heart racing, "It shouldn't be... That kind of surgery has long been completely banned; it's illegal. What doctor would dare to perform it?"

"And besides, no matter what, Lin Yue's parents are still her parents. They wouldn't be that cruel, would they? Furthermore, if they were really that heartless, there would be no reason to go to such lengths to harm her. It can't just be to make her obedient."

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"With today's advanced medical technology, that surgery has already been proven harmful. Surely no one would be that ignorant..."

Mr. Granger stopped there, unsure of Lin Yue's situation.

"Never mind," Mrs. Granger shook her head. "Let's not go to the clinic tomorrow. We'll take Lin Yue for a full check-up, and we can also have Hermione checked out. We can find out if there's anything wrong."

"Okay." Mr. Granger nodded, agreeing with his wife's decision. It would be good to check; if there was an issue, they could find a way to treat it, and if not, they could rest easy.

Meanwhile, in Hermione's room upstairs, Hermione was sitting on the bed, playing with Lin Yue's hair.

Lin Yue leaned against the headboard in a daze, allowing Hermione to twirl her fingers around her hair.

"Sigh..." Hermione sighed, "Everyone used to say I loved studying and was a bookworm, but now compared to you, I feel like I'm practically bursting with energy."

"Where do you find someone who can't wait to start studying and doing homework on the first night back from vacation? At least give yourself a break."

Lin Yue's eyes were as calm as an ancient well, showing no signs of emotion as she shook her head.

"Homework is just the basics. I need to complete it as quickly as possible, and then I have to focus on self-study. The vacation is the best time to gain an advantage; I can't let others surpass me, and I need to use this time to surpass them. like overtaking someone on a curve"

"Gain an advantage, surpass...?" Hermione looked puzzled. Was that term really what she thought it meant?

Overtaking someone on a curve? Isn't that likely to cause an accident? And how does that relate to Lin Yue saying that completing homework during the vacation is just the foundation, and that she also needs to engage in self-study?

Shaking her head, Hermione wisely decided not to dwell on the term since she sensed that its true meaning was probably something she wouldn't like.

Giving up on the confusion over the term, Hermione's eyes darted around as she came up with a good idea.

"Ahem, Lin Yue, can I discuss something with you?"

Lin Yue slowly turned her head to look at Hermione, her tone calm and without any fluctuation, "Okay, you speak."

Hermione raised her hand, a bit shy, and scratched her cheek, "Well, I really want to study with you and also play with you. This summer... can we study together when I study, and play together when I play? Just to keep me company?"

"Is that okay?" Hermione looked at Lin Yue with hopeful eyes, forcing herself to put on a pitiful expression.

A thought suddenly appeared in Lin Yue's mind without any pause: I shouldn't slack off during the break. I can't relax; I should continue studying during the vacation and not let others overtake me. I should... surpass others.

A slight pain surged in her mind, interrupting the thought that had just emerged, causing a momentary pause.

Another thought flashed from deep within her brain, telling her to agree to Hermione.

"Okay..." Lin Yue complied with this thought, her eyes still deadpan as she nodded.

"Great! It's a deal!" Hermione smiled happily and comfortably lay down on the bed, snuggling into her blanket.

Seeing Hermione burrow into her blanket, Lin Yue leaned over to turn off the bedside lamp, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Slowly crawling into her own bed, Lin Yue closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Hermione, who had initially wanted to chat with Lin Yue for a bit after turning off the light, felt a pang of heartache as she listened to Lin Yue's steady breathing nearby.

Carefully rolling over, she wrapped her arms around Lin Yue and gently patted her back. It had been so long since she had let Lin Yue sleep for six hours every day.

She could still fall asleep so quickly; she wondered just how exhausted Lin Yue must be.

Lowering her gaze, Hermione's resentment towards Lin Yue's parents deepened a bit more. Holding Lin Yue, Hermione slowly closed her eyes.

In the pitch-black silence of the deep night, everyone had fallen into a deep sleep, except for an invisible presence that quietly supplemented Lin Yue's identity in this world, leaving a universal black card in the pocket of the pants she would wear tomorrow...

An hour later, Lin Yue woke up at six o'clock sharp, quietly got out of bed to change clothes, being careful not to wake Hermione.

Just as she changed into her pants, Lin Yue noticed something seemed to have appeared in her pocket. Taking it out to look, it was a black bank card, without a specific bank name or card number. Along with it was a note explaining how to use the card.

After a brief analysis of the card's origin, Lin Yue easily categorized it with the items she had previously found in her box. So, this should also be something given to her by the world's consciousness. Putting the black card into her pocket, Lin Yue quietly walked out of Hermione's room.

In the kitchen downstairs, she was silently reciting her History of Magic textbook while skillfully preparing breakfast after about half an hour, a table full of sumptuous breakfast was laid out.

Just as Mrs. Granger had gotten up to make some breakfast for Hermione and Lin Yue to take with them, Mrs. Granger, who was worried about them being hungry after their physical examination, was stunned when she saw the large spread on the table.

Hearing footsteps, Lin Yue placed the last plate of sandwiches on the table and turned to look at Mrs. Granger.

“Good morning, Auntie. Come and have breakfast.”

Mrs. Granger looked at the enticing breakfast spread on the table, somewhat incredulously at Lin Yue.

“Good morning... Did you make all of this, Lin Yue?”

“Yes,” Lin Yue nodded expressionlessly, “Is it not to your liking, Auntie? Or is there something you wanted that’s not here? I can make something else.”

“No, no,” Mrs. Granger quickly waved her hand, “I’m just a bit surprised.”

Lin Yue and Hermione were the same age, and they believed that Hermione had become independent enough, being able to clean her room and do laundry by herself but compared to the large breakfast Lin Yue had prepared... Hermione really couldn’t do that.

Nodding, Lin Yue mechanically helped Mrs. Granger pull out a chair.

Mrs. Granger looked at Lin Yue, who was a bit shy and pursed her lips. When she decided yesterday to take the two girls for a physical examination today, they had already gone upstairs to rest. She and her husband didn't want to disturb them, thinking they could talk to them this morning.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yue had gotten up so early to prepare breakfast. Since the physical examination required fasting, Lin Yue had made such a large spread for breakfast, but they could only look at it for now and not eat... She felt a bit guilty about it.

“Auntie, aren’t you going to eat?” Lin Yue turned to look at the breakfast she had prepared.

Not being sure what the Granger couple liked to eat, she had made a variety of dishes, each in small portions, hoping to have something they loved. But... was there really nothing that Auntie liked?

Maybe she hadn’t thought it through enough, or her cooking wasn’t good enough, and Auntie was dissatisfied. Lin Yue lowered her eyes, the sound of scolding echoing in her mind. “You can’t even do this well, are you a pig brain?”

Mrs. Granger came back to her senses and saw Lin Yue with her head down and eyes cast down, feeling a pain in her heart. She quickly reached out and pulled Lin Yue to her side.

Picking up a piece of sandwich, she took a bite. “Auntie is eating!” After chewing a few times, Mrs. Granger's eyes lit up with sincerity. “It’s delicious! Lin Yue, you’re such a great cook!”

This wasn’t just to comfort Lin Yue; her cooking was genuinely excellent! In Mrs. Granger's view, it was not very different from that of a professional chef.

Lin Yue heard Mrs. Granger's satisfied voice, and the scolding in her mind finally stopped.

Staring blankly at her, Lin Yue shook her head and mechanically said, "I'm not very good at cooking."

When her parents used to eat her meals, they would always point out various issues with each dish—too salty, too bland, or the meat was overcooked.

Mrs. Granger swallowed the sandwich in her mouth and shook her head, "Don't say that. Your cooking is very good and not just among your peers; it's even better than mine."

As she spoke, Mrs. Granger reached out and ruffled Lin Yue's hair, "Did you learn to cook from your mother?"

Lin Yue shook her head, her voice flat, "I taught myself by reading books."

Mrs. Granger was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but exclaim, "Self-taught? That's impressive..."

But... Lin Yue is only eleven years old, which means she must have been even younger when she started learning to cook? Ten? Nine? Why would she learn this at such a young age...? Mrs. Granger felt a sense of confusion.

What puzzled her even more was that such a young child learning to cook—didn't her parents worry at all? Knives, hot oil, gas—each of these is very dangerous.