"Lin Fan, you're here!"
At the door of Medicine King House.
Li Qiqi, who had been eagerly waiting, saw Lin Fan get out of the taxi.
She immediately ran towards him at a quick pace.
Every time they met, she would excitedly throw herself into his arms.
"How come you have dark circles under your eyes, and you smell so strongly of medicinal herbs? What have you been busy with?"
Holding the delicate Li Qiqi, Lin Fan curiously asked.
"I'm studying traditional Chinese medicine knowledge, after all, my grandfather is the Divine Doctor, and as his granddaughter, of course, I should work hard to learn. Plus, I've found that there's an intricate connection between Chinese medicine and gourmet food. Will you come over for dinner tonight, and give another try to the dishes I make, please?"
Li Qiqi clung to Lin Fan's neck, playfully pleading.
"Are you sure you're not going to murder me?"
Having experienced Li Qiqi's cooking skills, Lin Fan was somewhat apprehensive.
