Zhang Chunsheng gave instructions to Hu Zi, and after hanging up the phone, he stared blankly for a while, thinking only of Su Yuanyuan.
He wondered what kind of habits she had, for she didn't seem like a young woman in her twenties.
The phone rang, and he resumed his work.
Ten days passed like this, and Su Yuanyuan had already gone through most of the books in the study. What remained were some tongue-twisting, incomprehensible books. There was really no desire to continue reading them.
By this time, it was already early winter, and the winter here wasn't warm either, luckily they had prepared cotton-padded clothes.
The two girls wore cotton coats. The two Daoists had also changed into thick clothing, and with no other choice, Zeng Yixin and Wei Guangxiang had to go down the mountain as well.
Su Yuanyuan did not accompany the three of them; instead, she studied the prescription with Zhan Yunzhao, for she had become fascinated with making medicine these days.
