The rivers and lakes are just medicine that needs to be simmered slowly, some are sweet licorice, some are aconite that penetrates the intestines, and she chooses to be the plain white medicine cup - watching the Xie family's golden bell sink into the sea, watching the Xiao family's dragon robe burn into ashes, listening to the Yanmen's iron armor rusting, and waiting for the apricot blossoms to bloom in the scabbard of the sword in the cold.
"Master, it's snowing."
The thirty-year-old medicine sage caressed the nameless monument, and the apricot forest ten miles behind him suddenly filled the sky like red rain.
Those who have been loved and hated have become comments on a certain page of the Medicine Book.
Purpose: "When the bloody peony blooms on a benevolent heart, one realizes that gentleness is the sharpest silver needle of a doctor."