My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 300 Where Did I Meet You

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Just peacefully living through one day after another.

Seeing her younger brother’s eyes curled up in a smile every day, she truly feels like this can go on, and calls it the peace and serenity of time.

In their first year of college, it was completely different from high school. Because they did not need to gather over vacations to have extra lessons, holidays felt more exhausting than school days, and they have to stay up late and get up early. Now they could sleep until naturally awake, watch their preferred TV shows, and wander to their favorite places.

Tang Yuxin had to go to the hill located behind their village to collect medicinal herbs every day. This mountain, still a tranquil place, has mostly remained untouched, bearing the state of pristine nature, and free from human pollution. A lot of wild herbal plants grow there. Tang Yuxin recalled that even on the brink of her past life’s end, this hill remained undeveloped. Hence, Li Tang Village, nestled between the mountains and the rivers, was indeed a scenic beauty.

She hoped that the mountain she grew up in would stay like this forever — peaceful and pure.

In this summer break, she barely went anywhere. As she had promised her roommates to give them a few bottles of skincare water each. The skincare water she made, extracted from natural aloe vera, wild chrysanthemums, and various unique plants from the mountains. It doesn’t contain any additives, and mixed with a certain ratio of traditional Chinese medicine, it can nourish and protect the skin, regulate the skin from its roots. This was one of the ancient recipes of the Chen family. Many of their ancient formulas were excellent but she didn’t have the time to research them now.

Because she lacked the opportunity. But when the opportunity arises in the future, she would research into these treasures which would help the Chen Family’s medical skills prosper. It would make her rebirth worthwhile and contribute to a good deed.

The bottles were empty ones she purchased. They had all been boiled and sterilized. She spent the summer vacation filling bottles one by one, producing around a dozen.

She gave a bottle each to Zhang Xiangcao and Mother Lin, and the five of them. The remaining ones, including her own and her three dorm mates’, made up five bottles.

As for a certain individual living in the dorm, she did not count him in.

She slung her backpack and brushed aside the fringe by her forehead. The sun shone faintly on her, dancing lightly over her skin. Her fairness was almost envy-inducing.

Fortunately, Tang Yuxin once again checked her hair. For the past six months, she had been consuming these sweet-smelling medicine pills. Otherwise, she would essentially be a walking fragrance now.

She sniffed her sleeve and found no particular scent. There was just a refreshing fragrance that only comes after a morning bath. It was a very clean, very clear scent.

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Carrying her backpack, she walked forward, not knowing where to go. She was just wandering around Qing’an City. She went to see the building they were constructing, but there was not much to see. The site was being fenced, and construction workers wearing safety helmets were constantly going in and out. They had only built a few stories by now. Not far from there, a main road was being built, crossing the whole of Qing’an and soon to be its main artery. Due to this road, Qing’an City had shifted to this place. Hence, the land here was deemed as golden and valuable.

She left there to go sightseeing in other places. But after walking around the malls, she realized there was nothing worth buying. So, she left empty-handed, walked along the Blue River. The Blue River was still clear, but the water quality was not as good as before.

Pollution is indeed ubiquitous, even the Flower City of Qing’an had inevitably taken the path to environmental degradation. When pollution became a problem, it was too difficult to restore it. That is how people work, doing things they would regret. By the time they actually feel regret, they realize it is impossible to go back.

Suddenly, she stopped. Not far from her, she saw a man standing by the Blue River. He was youthful, with a tall figure, his short hair disheveled by the wind. His hair hung low over his eyes but from her angle, his attractive nose and slightly upturned lips could still be seen. He was dressed simply in a white shirt, as mundane as it gets, but timeless in its appeal.

He stood facing the river waters. At that moment, the breeze stirred the ripple in the river, and the reflection of the light on the water was somewhat dazzling.

The man suddenly turned around and glanced at Tang Yuxin before returning to his previous standing position. From that glance, Tang Yuxin felt a sensation that could be described as ‘a glance etches eternally in her heart’.

She believes that was not a feel of love.

It was just that she thought she had seen those eyes, that person somewhere before, a vague familiarity, but still, ultimately strange.

She put her hand on her forehead, squinting under the harsh sunlight, feeling slightly uncomfortable. The summer sun in Qing’an was intense, making the temperature quite high. Surprisingly, the wind blowing against the man seemed to carry a refreshing, invigorating feeling.

He seemed like a character stepping right out of an ink painting.

A lean figure, faint and clear, on his youthful face there was a vague hint of memories that seem to have passed through time. These memories, he was thinking about, he was recalling, and it seemed, he was also harboring resentment.

It was a strange sensation, Tang Yuxin passed by this man. Just like that, in that instant, they brushed past each other.

He did not recognize her, and she did not recognize him.

She wrapped herself tightly in her clothes— it was still a bit cold. There was a shop selling ice cream nearby. Not knowing if it had the flavor she tasted in Beijing, she handed over some coins and started enjoying it while walking. She wasn’t particularly fond of this dessert, but it seemed that girls could hardly resist this sweet and sour taste.

Having an ice cream on a scorching summer day, or a candy-coated haw on a stick on a frigid winter day, both experiences were wonderful.

She sat on a bench outside a shopping mall, enjoying her ice cream and watching the passers-by. Her gaze flickered, as if tracking something, until a white figure came into her sight.

It was that man.

Yes, it was him.