Third Sister was carried away in a small sedan chair borne by two men.
Before getting into the chair, all the clothes she wore were only pink.
Zhong Xiuxiu, with a pair of swollen, red eyes, went to the college for class, a little absent-minded.
This was noticed by Chun Nuan.
"Zhong Xiuxiu, come to my study after class."
"Yes, Teacher."
In the study, Chun Nuan gently told her to sit.
"Have you run into some difficulty?"
For her disciples, Chun Nuan not only taught them medicine earnestly, she also cared about their personal lives and mental state.
In Zhao Minghua's words, she was like a mother beast protecting her cubs, fiercely partial to her own!
No one was allowed to bully her disciples, not even their own parents.
"No."
"If not, why are your eyes so red and swollen?"
"It's like this, Teacher…"
Some things might be family shame, but what could be hidden from others could not be hidden at all from Teacher.
