When Lin Wanxing carried a cup of tea to offer as a student to Grandpa Gu, everyone laughed.
“Dear,” Grandpa said, pushing the tea toward his grandson, who was seeing patients nearby, “your teacher is right there.”
Gu Yunshen didn’t even look up. “Memorize the Treatise on the Nature of Medicinals first. Then we’ll talk.”
He thought this pampered girl would give up after three days.
Instead, she stayed up late with mugwort burning to keep mosquitoes away as she memorized medical texts. During acupuncture class, she chased her childhood sweetheart around the courtyard with her needles.
Until one day, in a downpour, he carried her down the mountain.
“Dr. Gu, your heart is beating so fast. Is it a side effect of angelica?”
At the courtyard gate, Grandpa shook his umbrella and laughed. “Angelica nourishes the blood, not a guilty conscience.”
