"Grandpa Chen, I have gathered all the herbs," Lu Qing said breathlessly as he displayed the medicine basket to Old Doctor Chen in the Half Mountain Small Courtyard.
After digging up the cow bone grass, he had run all the way back, fearing he wouldn't make it in time.
The elder doctor glanced at the herbs in the basket and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, very good, it must have been hard for you to gather all these herbs."
"Grandpa Chen, what do you mean by that?" Lu Qing was somewhat puzzled.
It seemed the elder doctor had more to say.
"Do you know why I set the range of the test near the village?" the elder doctor asked.
"I don't know," Lu Qing shook his head.
"It's because the herbs growing near the village are not many, barely a dozen types," the elder doctor said, stroking his beard, "that you could dig up these herbs and bring them here intact within an 'hour' tells me you have been quite attentive to these herbs on ordinary days."
