Back to the Snow

Chapter 49 Finding the Source 1
Long Lin pushed slowly, her nose smelled of her unique faint medicinal fragrance.

Suddenly found that in 11 years, I have never been so happy.

When did you start being so willing to be close to her?
Is it because she said he has beautiful eyes?

Or is it because she doesn't repel him like everyone else?

Or, from the fairy-like dance in the lotus pond, the string of laughter that made him jealous?
Just looking at the blue sky and white clouds, swinging with this person who warms me up, turned out to be such a happy thing.

happiness?

Will he be happy too?

*************************************
The Tai Hospital paid the most attention to Xueying's illness.

In addition to paying attention to her weird disease, what is more important is the formula of these 73 medicines.

Who is so attentive and has such superb medical skills?

With these doubts in mind, when they heard that Xue Ying had returned to the Tai Hospital, everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for the answer to be revealed.

As soon as they saw that ball of white snow appeared, everyone rushed forward to ask and discuss.

"Xue'er, you are finally back!"

"Xue'er, what is the cause of your illness?"

"Xue'er, who prepared your medicine? It's so difficult."

……

Xueying rubbed her eyes, did she see it right?
How did the always serious men who worked together in the Taiyuan Hospital become such a group of aunts?
A wild laughter sounded, interrupting everyone's discussion: "Xue'er, you are back!"

Xue Ying stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Master Cang, I'm back. Thank you Master Cang for saving your life."

Cang Zhe stretched out his hand to help Xueying up, and said with a smile, "Just come back."

Turn around and walk towards the Cangdian Pavilion: "Follow me."

Xue Ying got up and saluted everyone: "Thank you for saving your life!"

Then he left with Cang Zhe.

The Cangdian Pavilion has collected countless famous medical classics from ancient and modern China and abroad, and it is also the source of information for people in the Taiyuan Hospital to study new medicines from time to time.

Rows of bookshelves are full of books of different types and ages.

Cang Zhe caressed the rows of books, and said leisurely: "Here, the best medical masterpieces in the country are collected, with the most complete types and the most exquisite techniques. I even found cases similar to yours."

(End of this chapter)