"Are you also a student at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
When An Lili saw Xiao Yi's hand lightly touch hers before retracting immediately, maintaining a respectful distance, she couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in her eyes. Looking up at Xiao Yi, she noticed his gaze was incredibly clear, devoid of the many looks she usually received from other boys, whether awe-struck, lascivious, or... the kind of expressions that made her uncomfortable. Moreover, it seemed that this boy, who had just helped her, had no intention of asking for her phone number.
Could it be that he doesn't know who she is?
A hint of curiosity arose in An Lili's heart, yet it seemed impossible. How could a student from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine not have heard of her name? She glanced at the thick textbook Xiao Yi was holding, a toolbook named "Herbal Medicine Classic", born from "Compendium of Materia Medica" that could be seen in various major bookstores, and asked aloud.
