The villagers only then learned that Yao Ru was so skilled in medicine because he had a father who was even more proficient...
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Time flew like an arrow, and suddenly it was May.
The blazing sun scorched the earth like fire, the grass curled beneath the heat, and people seemed to be on the verge of emitting smoke from the tops of their heads as they walked on the ground.
The summer cicadas tirelessly called out from the big trees outside the hamlet, over and over again, and at night, the frogs by the creek croaked incessantly...
Inside the Yangxin Restaurant, it was extremely stifling.
Yuan Shangyi longed for everything outside.
The cicadas' cries, the frogs, the stream, the blossoming locust flowers...
In the evening when Doctor Yao came over to diagnose, he suddenly looked up at the young boy standing beside the doctor.
"Yansheng, can cicadas fly?"
