Doctor Wu, everyone in the Jiangdong area doesn't know about it.
They all said that he was the best doctor after the death of his master, the old miracle doctor Chang Shen.
They all said that he walked alone, his fingers never touched the spring water, only the fragrance of bitter medicine
They felt that Dr. Wu's heart could not tolerate worldly feelings except for treating illnesses. Even though his face is as beautiful as a crown jewel, every time he looks back, it is a startling glance for those common women.
They also remember that when Divine Doctor Wu was still a disciple, he was not alone
Whenever someone mentioned his senior brother named Qiao Mu to him, he would choose to ignore it or prevaricate a few words.
Only he knew that the day his senior brother left, there were broken osmanthus flowers under his feet, and he was dressed in white and passed by him like this.
Since then, we have been separated by worlds, and we have been in the same school for ten years, but we are still strangers.
Doctor Wu prepared medicines for half of the people in the world, but he couldn't find his own medicine.
This is a newbie's work, the writing is very poor, please bear with me (kneel down)
Source of inspiration: Xue Fen's short story of the same name, published in "Little Novels Monthly" (Space Security Statement: Just inspiration, just inspiration, just inspiration)
Mission: People-oriented, world peace