Song Lianhe took the white fungus soup Shuang Ye handed her and stirred it with a spoon. "He'll agree."
The three of them looked at her, confused. Xuan Mei asked, "You have a plan?"
Song Lianhe simply smiled, saying nothing.
The next day, she went to the Medical Clinic as usual.
When she stepped out of the carriage, she had already changed into the clinic's standard indigo long robe and was still wearing her veil.
"It's the miracle doctor!"
"The miracle doctor is here!"
The people who had long been waiting outside were all thrilled to see her.
Escorted by Xuan Mei and Ah Yu, she entered the Medical Clinic.
Yan Wen stood in the main hall, dressed in the clinic's uniform. His bearing was exceptional, and with a face as handsome as fine jade, he was a pleasant sight to behold.
"Didn't I tell you to stay upstairs and study?"
"I just got tired of reading and came down to stretch my legs." He wasn't a good liar and averted his gaze, looking a little unnatural.
