Of course, Xia Sanghuan had conducted repeated experiments on the new version of the prescription. Only after ensuring it was 100% problem - free did she use it on the patients.
Originally, the master's prescription required at least half a year of treatment. From the current situation, the old man would probably fully recover in about two or three months.
This was good news for the girl. After all, she really didn't want to keep going at such a breakneck pace. It was just too tiring.
Hearing her words, He Wei, unusually, didn't talk back. Instead, he fell silent.
"How are you going back?"
He looked up at the girl who was about to leave.
"Let me give you a ride."
The girl raised an eyebrow.
"You have a car?"
"Of course!"
He Wei took out his car keys rather sulkily.
It would be foolish not to take a free ride. Moreover, it was quite late now. Whether taking a bus or a taxi would be rather troublesome.
He Wei dutifully drove the girl back to the Fu family's residence. When he saw the big gate of Xia Sanghuan's home, He Wei was a bit stunned.
"This is your home?"
"What, is there a problem?"
The girl retorted.
He Wei didn't know what to say for a moment.
Judging from Xia Sanghuan's usual attire, one would never have guessed that she was actually the daughter of the Fu family.
The gate slowly opened after detecting Xia Sanghuan's face, making way for them.
He Wei originally planned to leave there, but he was really curious about what the inside of the Fu family's residence was like. So he simply drove the girl all the way to the house.
"Thanks."
The girl waved at He Wei and then got out of the car.
At the same time, the front door of the house was pushed open from the inside.
A figure walked out.
It was Leng Chuanjin.
The man was stunned for a moment when he saw the girl, and then walked over.
"Who brought you back?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed He Wei in the car.
It's him again.
The man's face darkened.
"I was going to pick you up."
He turned to look at the girl again.
"Instead, you were brought back by someone else."
It might just be Xia Sanghuan's illusion, but she always felt that there was a hint of gritted - teeth resentment when he said this.
Facing Leng Chuanjin's unfriendly gaze, He Wei hesitated for a moment and then drove away.
His intuition told him not to have any conflict with this man.
"Why are you at my home?"
After watching He Wei's car drive away, the girl turned to look at the man in front of her.
"I came to deliver documents for Ling Shi."
He replied rather grumpily.
If he had known that his friend hadn't gone to pick up Xia Sanghuan, he would have gone himself. There was no need for some other man to bring her back!
"When are you going to Qingshan Slope?"
Hearing this question, the relaxed expression on the girl's face instantly froze.
Fortunately, the place where they were standing was very dim with almost no lights, so the man didn't notice her reaction.
"Next weekend."
She replied in a normal tone.
But if Leng Chuanjin could see her expression at this moment, he would know that she was lying.
"Okay."
"I'll go and prepare then."
After a simple farewell, Leng Chuanjin left.
The girl pursed her lips, adjusted her state, and then turned around and walked into the house.
...
The next day, before the alarm went off, she had already gotten out of bed.
She went to Xia Anying's room and gently woke her up from sleep.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Anying looked at her rather dazedly.
"Didn't we agree before? I'm going to take you to a place."
She quickly helped Xia Anying change her clothes, shoes, and socks, and then took her out.
It was still early, but there was already a car parked at the gate of the Fu family's residence. She had booked it the night before.
She took her still - sleepy sister and got in. After hearing her instructions, the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove in the direction of Qingshan Slope.
She had specifically looked for an experienced driver who often drove to Qingshan Slope on the app last night, hoping for a faster journey.
In fact, she was right.
By the time they reached Qingshan Slope, it was at least half an hour earlier than usual.
The driver dutifully parked the car in place and waited for them to return within the agreed - upon time.
Xia Sanghuan picked up her backpack, helped Xia Anying out of the car.
She first took her to their old home. In response to her inquiries, Xia Anying just shook her head.
Then Xia Sanghuan took her to other familiar places, but unfortunately, she showed no reaction.
The girl sighed and had to take her to the rest area in the village where they used to stay.
However, as soon as they reached the door of the rest area, Xia Anying refused to go any further.
"Night, it's scary."
She repeated this sentence over and over again.
Xia Sanghuan's eyes darkened as she recalled the night when Xia Anying tried to kill her.
She still remembered the cold feeling of the blade cutting across her shoulder.
Even the hair that was cut last time still hadn't grown back properly. If she didn't usually tie her hair up, others would have noticed long ago.
But she couldn't leave Xia Anying anywhere else. She had to ask the old man who was in charge of guarding the rest area to take care of Xia Anying. Then she tidied up her belongings and walked towards her master's former residence.
She came back this time not only for the medicinal herbs but also for a notebook of her master's.
The notebook was full of records of the patients he had consulted and the process of his consultations.
She walked into the darker and more dilapidated house with ease and rummaged through the medicine cabinet, the red paint on which had mostly peeled off.
Fortunately, the medicinal herbs were dehydrated, so they had been well - preserved until now.
After seeing the medicinal herbs she wanted, she let out a sigh of relief and then began to look for her master's notebook.
It was really a great loss that she hadn't taken the notebook with her master's books back then.
Fortunately, she was very familiar with the places where her master put things, and she quickly found the notebook.
She looked around the room one more time. After ensuring that she had taken everything she needed, she turned around and walked out.
On her way out, she was tripped by a branch on the ground. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and supported herself by placing her hands on a nearby table.
She shook her slightly painful ankle and then was attracted by the photo on the table.
It was a photo of her master.
Since her master had retired from the world, he had almost been out of touch with society.
Not to mention taking photos, he hardly paid attention to his appearance.
This photo was taken at her insistence.
If she remembered correctly, after their family took a family photo, she pestered the photographer for the camera and took a photo of her master with her really bad photography skills. As a result, her master's face in the photo was all blurry.
But for some reason, her master seemed to like it very much. He not only kept this photo but also specially framed it.