Today is a day of rest, and the courtyard of the Imperial Medical Institute is particularly quiet, as students who have homes in the Capital City have already returned, and some who enjoy socializing have gone out early. Only a few are still lying in bed, indulging in a lazy morning.
Occasionally, one or two students pass by, and they smile at him, "Xiaobei truly is our Imperial Medical Institute's talented scholar, studying so diligently. You'll probably become an imperial doctor in two years, no?"
Tian Xiaobei just smiles and doesn't say much, leading others to believe he prefers not to be disturbed, so they don't engage in much conversation with him.
Time passes, and the sun climbs high, yet Pang Yanyan still hasn't arrived.
