"Sir, I brought you a little pastry to taste."
Zhong Xiuxiu was heading to Chunshan Women's Medical College for work, and she specially brought a box of pastries to Chun Nuan's study.
"Ah, it's from Xiangle Pastry Shop."
Chun Nuan happily accepted it: "This pastry shop's pastries are nice, but not easy to buy. You were thoughtful."
"If you like them, I'll bring them for you from now on."
"How did you get them?"
"It's Aunt Gu's shop, and two of the pastries are made from your recipes."
"No wonder, I felt they were familiar. I didn't expect it was your aunt's shop. Not bad, not bad at all."
Chun Nuan looked at Zhong Xiuxiu and nodded in satisfaction.
Studying medicine as a woman is not only about treating others but more about saving oneself.
Now, look at Zhong Xiuxiu, she's exuding an intellectual beauty and excellence.
This even brought about a huge change in her birth mother Mrs. Gu's status.
