Winter passed and spring arrived, and Gu Youyou's life seemed to have undergone no significant changes, her daily schedule packed full.
She had businesses to run across various regions, and from time to time, she would see patients who sought her out by reputation, and every day, she still had to write stories for Tian Jizi.
Every month, account books from various places were delivered to her hands, and Jin Zijin would return to the mountain once a month, bringing with him the medicines Gu Youyou had prepared. He claimed, "Master is ill, no matter how busy, one mustn't forget Master."
After seeing off Jin Zijin, she would immerse herself once again, delving deeply into the increasingly perfected laboratory.
"Useless!" A cold, elderly yet steady voice suddenly appeared behind her, giving Gu Youyou quite a fright.
With her keen senses, the number of people who could approach her silently were few.
She turned abruptly, only to see Tian Jizi standing behind her at some point.
