Under Chen Feng's persuasion, Sun Zhiwen finally compromised and took him upstairs to a room facing south, where sunlight streamed in through the patterned glass windows, warming the occupants with its gentle embrace. This had to be the best-situated room in the place, oriented from north to south, neither cold nor hot. Inside, the room was impeccably tidy, with not a speck of dust in sight and everything arranged in perfect order. To Chen Feng's surprise, he discovered a photo of Sun Simiao displayed in the room.
Sun Simiao? Sun Zhiwen? Both with the surname Sun? Could there possibly be some relationship between them?
As if seeing through Chen Feng's doubts, Sun Zhiwen began to explain, "Sun Simiao, the divine physician, is our profession's revered ancestor. Though I share the surname Sun, I have no blood relation to the Sun family. I keep the ancestor's photo here in the hopes that he will bless my son and help him awaken from his coma soon."
