Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Gu Yundong picked it up and realized that it was the medical book that Dr. Song had given her during the day.
She flipped it open and took a look. Although it was a medical book, it was actually a book that introduced medicinal herbs.
The explanation was very detailed. There were pictures, introductions, and habits.
Gu Yundong flipped to Bai Muziâs page and tried her best to memorize it. Finally, she admitted with a headache that one had to be talented to learn medicine. After memorizing it, she closed her eyes and was confused again.
After some thought, she took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from her space.
Ever since she settled down, she had started to learn how to write with a brush. Now, she was gradually getting better.
She had copied down all of Bai Muziâs descriptions, including the appearance of the medicinal ingredient.
After copying, she thought about it. Since she couldnât sleep, she might as well copy the other medicines in the book.
Song Dejiang threw the medical book to her. He definitely didnât mind her looking at the rest.
She would copy it once as if she had read it once to deepen her impression. Tomorrow, she would ask if the copy could be taken away. If not, she would give this book to Doctor Song.
Gu Yundong calmed down, put the oil lamp closer, and began to write.
The medical book was not very thick. It was still dark when Gu Yundong finished copying it.
Then⦠she sadly realized that she had already forgotten the names of the medicinal herbs on the previous page.
Damn it, what the hell.
She closed her book. She had already given up. It was better for her to memorize Bai Muzi.
Madam Yang had just woken up. When Gu Yundong went over, she found her sitting on the bed in a daze and frowned slightly.
âMother, whatâs wrong?â
âHungry.â
Gu Yundong laughed. âWe didnât even eat last night. Letâs go downstairs.â
After breakfast, she took Madam Yang to Huimin Medical Center.
Song Dejiang helped her perform the acupuncture again before saying, âAlright, weâre just waiting for Bai Muzi now.â
Gu Yundong thanked Doctor Song and returned the medical book he had given her yesterday. She also took out the one she had copied.
Song Dejiang sipped his tea and said nonchalantly, âGo ahead and copy it. Iâve already shown it to you, so thereâs nothing to hide. Take your copy and read it more often. In the future, if you see any good medicinal herbs on it, keep them well. You can let me use them in the future. If thereâs a lot, I might even take you in as a disciple.â
Gu Yundong thought about how she had failed to memorize the medicinal properties even after reading it three times. Forget it.
Song Dejiang put away his book. Just as he put it away, he suddenly thought of something and slammed the table. âNo, how could you casually copy my medical book?â
Gu Yundong:ââ¦â Huh? So you really have a split personality?
Song Dejiangâs face was cold. âDo you know that I wrote this medical book myself? Thereâs only one copy in this world. Itâs very, very precious. Moreover, the herbs recorded in it canât be bought in ordinary pharmacies and clinics. Many doctors donât even recognize them. How can you copy such a precious medical book without asking me?â
Gu Yundongâs mouth twitched. âThen⦠Iâll return it to you?â
âReturn it to me and itâs over?â Song Dejiang glared at him. âYouâve already read it.â
âBut Iâve forgotten all about it.â
âWhat? I said you were stupid, but you refused to admit it. You can even forget this. No, I donât believe it. You must have remembered everything clearly. Perhaps if you return this book to me now, you can go back and make another copy.â
Gu Yundong felt that if it was not necessary in the future, she should interact less with this fellow with a split personality.
âSo, what do you want me to do?â