Mrs. Xie held Qin Mei's hand and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Mei, tell Mom the truth. Is the Qin family a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?"
Qin Mei froze. 'The Qin family is indeed a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. My father was born a rebel and refused to inherit Grandfather's legacy, choosing Western medicine instead. Grandfather gave up on my father and had me inherit the mantle.'
'But the original owner's family definitely wasn't. Even though I don't have her memories, Jie Jingchen married her, so he must know her family background quite well.'
'If the Qin family were practitioners, he wouldn't have been so shocked that I knew traditional medicine.'
"Mom..." Qin Mei trailed off, her expression a mixture of hesitation, contemplation, and helpless conflict.
Seeing the conflicted look on Qin Mei's face, Mrs. Xie gave her a kind smile. She didn't press the issue, saying considerately, "It's all right. I understand."
