Han Yue’s voice was a bit hoarse, but she maintained her composure. "Where is she? I want to see her... No, I should go there myself!" This would also seem more sincere. Without delay, Officer Han got up immediately. Although her face remained calm, her hurried steps revealed her chaotic emotions. At least, the bottle of medicinal powder brought out by Fang Lanshan was undeniably a divine medicine with miraculous effects. If this person really had the skill to cure Su Lang... Han Yue bit down hard on her tongue tip, the taste of blood instantly spreading in her mouth, which also helped steady her mind due to the pain. Dong Huiying and Liang Zhichen stood outside the Government Office. The autumn sun was both scorching and fierce, Liang Zhichen subtly moved a few steps and, with his back against the sun, cast his shadow over Dong Huiying’s flushed cheeks. Seeing some sweat forming on Dong Huiying’s forehead, he rolled up his own sleeves and gently wiped her sweat away. "I see there’s a tea house nearby, why don’t we sit down there first?" "I’m fine," she shook her head. Because of the hat she wore, she couldn’t fully make out his face. But with the late autumn heat flaring up, even in her thin clothes she was sweating all over, let alone a man enduring the heat under a hat. "Are you feeling hot? Why not just take this thing off," she said, reaching for the white gauze on the brim of his hat, but he gently held her small hand. He seemed pleased, and a soft chuckle came from behind the gauze. "It’s really troublesome," she frowned and lamented, "This custom in Dayuan really isn’t good. It’s all right in winter, but in the dead heat, wouldn’t this easily lead to heatstroke?" She rambled on with a small frown, which only made Liang Zhichen laugh even more. "Is Baobao feeling sorry for me?" "Is Baobao feeling sorry for me, not wanting me to suffer in this sweltering heat?" "Actually, Zhi Chen doesn’t want to take it off, not because of fear of the whispers and stares, but because this face, I only wish to show it to you." His voice was sensually feminine, yet it made Dong Huiying blush slightly. More cheesy lines, huh... Why has he always been lately? Could it be he’s become addicted? When Han Yue rushed out, she saw a young girl with her cheeks flushed and a tall man standing beside her. "Miss Dong!" Fang Lanshan called out, and Dong Huiying quickly patted her warm cheeks, blaming the sun for making her cheeks red. She felt embarrassed for a moment before clenching her little fists and bowing to the officer. "Commoner Dong Huiying, at your service, Officer." "No need for formalities." The officer supported Dong Huiying by her arm and helped her up. She examined Dong Huiying. Although she had already witnessed the magic of the divine medicine, she still found it a bit hard to believe. "May I ask... where did that divine medicine come from?" "I once had a serendipitous encounter and know a little of the Qihuang Medical Skills. Today, I chanced upon news of the officer’s troubles in town and thought of how the officer cherishes and loves the common people, a truly rare good official, thus I took the liberty of imposing through Sister Fang." Han Yue’s interest was piqued, and then she warmly invited, "This sun is too harsh, you two, why not come with me inside for a chat?" Dong Huiying nodded in approval, then took Liang Zhichen’s hand, and followed Han Yue into the residence. Along the way, Han Yue tried to probe to assess how much they knew. Dong Huiying saw through Han Yue’s intentions, started speaking in formulaic phrases, referenced classics, and mentioned the "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber", "Treatise on Cold Damage Disorders" among others... until Han Yue’s head swirled in confusion.