Medical Relationship in the Ming Dynasty

The rainstorm was pouring down, and the thunder rolled across the sky, waking Lin Wei up from the chaos. A biting chill penetrated her limbs and bones along the thin clothing. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw a dilapidated thatched roof. A few leaky water lines were snaking down the beams and forming small puddles on the dirt floor. The air was filled with a strong musty smell and the bitterness of herbs, mixed with the humidity of rain. It was completely different from the medical school anatomy room she was familiar with, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant. "Hiss—" Lin Wei wanted to prop up her body, but she only felt a splitting headache, and there were dull pains in the back of her head, and her eyesight went black with the slightest exertion. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, but what she touched was rough and knotted long hair instead of her carefully managed short shoulder-length hair. These are not her hands! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.