Shu Han stood at the entrance of the yet-to-be-furnished medical hall, listening to the clinking of woodworking sounds inside. Not only was the shop's facade creatively designed, but even the nails used by the woodworkers were distinctive.
"Physician Shu?" Liu Shimei was quite surprised; it turned out to be Shu Han!
This renowned imperial physician from the capital was not alone; he was accompanied by a young man.
Then, he glanced at the shop and back at Liu Shimei, realizing, "So, Miss Liu is planning to open a medical hall here."
"Yes," Liu Shimei said with a faint smile. "Would you like to come in and take a look?"
Shu Han had indeed intended to, but he refrained earlier thinking it impolite to enter without the owner present. Since Liu Shimei had invited him, it would be rude to decline.
Seeing the young man following Shu Han inside, Liu Shimei seemed puzzled. "And who might this be?"
