Ever since Professor Wang was poached to this place, he had high regard for Su Wen's ancient prescription formulations and pharmaceutical abilities—the two often discussed theories related to the field of Chinese medicine, sometimes talking all night long.
Seeing that Wang Xuejun was still resting, Su Wen secretly placed his bank card by his bedside.
"Little Su, your Uncle Wang has lived a long life, his heart always set on Chinese medicine, so much so that he would say in the middle of the night that you two should have met earlier. This shows how much your Uncle Wang's expectations of you have far exceeded his own," Wang said.
"Your Uncle Wang said that if it weren't for you, he wouldn't have seen so many special-effect medicines."
As she spoke, the sorrow in Wang's eyes gradually evolved into tears that began to flow.
"Don't worry, Auntie, everything will be okay,"
