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“Okay then,” Tang Yuxin lifted the bowl again, gulping down the Clear Mind Soup bit by bit. By the time she next returned, she would certainly be able to take the Clear Mind Soup back with her. Just as Chen Zhong stated, the soup wasn’t spectacular in appearance, but it wasn’t too unpleasant to drink either. It was swallowable, having a faint hint of bitterness. Ah, the taste was akin to a light chrysanthemum tea. Additionally, her throat felt exceptionally comfortable after finishing the soup.

At this moment, she didn’t think much about why Chen Zhong asked her to memorize all these things, assuming it to be a deliberate difficulty set by him. However, she wasn’t afraid of such hardship. After all, she was a medical student, and had been a doctor for ten years. Although she studied western medicine, she found these areas slightly related to medical science, let alone memorizing herbs, which proved to be no difficulty for her.

The next day, as Tang Zhinian went to farm, he sent Tang Yuxin to Chen Zhong again. Chen Zhong had instructed to bring the little girl over. Yuxin also liked it here, saving Zhinian the worry of taking his daughter to the fields where he would have to worry about farming and whether his daughter would trip over or get hurt.

Do you still remember? Chen Zhong asked Yuxin, who was clean and tidy. Even though she was taken care of by her father, he didn’t spoil her excessively. Instead, she was scrupulously clean, her hair sleek and smooth, and her little face was always clear and clean, unlike some village children whose faces seemed to have not been washed in hundreds of years and had frostbitten cheeks in winter. Without a doubt, Tang Zhinian was a thoroughly dutiful father. He never let Yuxin get frostbite on her hands and face.

Little girls should not suffer frostbite, otherwise, they will turn ugly in the future.

At present, Tang Yuxin is still a cute and beautiful child. However, when she came to the Wei family, she became a child who could barely have three meals a day. Her face was swollen, her hands frostbitten. Unlike others, her delicate hands had suffered frostbite for over a decade. Hence, her hands were fleshier compared to others, unattractive in shape. Thankfully, her profession as a physician required her to wear gloves on most days. No one knew what her fingers looked like. It didn’t matter whether or not her hands were fleshy as long as she could hold a scalpel.

“What is this?” Chen Zhong asked Tang Yuxin, but his complexion wasn’t too good. He had become the grumpy old man again.

It was then that Tang Yuxin reacted. She had been lost in thought, no wonder Chen Zhong’s expression had changed. She remained idle for a long time. However, in Chen Zhong’s place, she forgot about this.

This is… she tilted her head, pretending to consider.

“Agave.”

“Hmm,” Chen Zhong finally let out a satisfied noise, though his face was still stretched. “What about this?” he asked again.

“Bai Zhi,” this time, Tang Yuxin recited without hesitation, verbatim, and unerringly.

Chen Zhong’s face finally relaxed, looking like a typical benign old man, less stern, more affectionate.

“And this,” he pointed at something else. It should be quite challenging. It was almost identical to agave. However, he had explained the differences to Tang Yuxin yesterday—one was the tip of the leaf, the other was the taste—if Yuxin had listened carefully and remembered, she should be able to identify it. However, it seemed that he had been a little over-eager trying to promote her growth too soon.