[3] Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 442: Lucky

"Alright, I'll wait for you at home. I'll prepare a welcome banquet with Xiaoling, Xiaolu, and my parents."

Su Chong smiled and said that although he couldn't go, he and the family could prepare a welcome banquet at home and wait for their triumphant return.

Although there would be no bloodshed in the palace examination tomorrow, it was enough to make people lose their minds.

They smiled at each other.

Su Chong and Su Hua also returned to their rooms to rest. Their rooms were just next door.

Zhou Heng lay on the bed with a smile on his lips. Spring had passed and autumn had come. For nearly ten years, thousands of days and nights, they had accompanied him. No matter where his future path led, he would always be grateful.

He would never forget being loved and protected by the Su family in the past.

On the other side, Su Xiaolu and Su Xiaoling were snuggling together.

Su Xiaoling could not sleep for a long time. She was worried.

She quietly patted Su Xiaolu and coaxed her to sleep.

Su Xiaolu's favorite sister had something on her mind. How could she sleep peacefully?

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Su Xiaolu said, "Sis, do you want to enter the palace tomorrow?"

Su Xiaoling was stunned. "Xiaolu, how can we get in?"

They didn't have official positions either. It wasn't that easy for them to enter the palace.

Su Xiaolu smiled and said, "I have a way. My master also has connections in the palace. We'll just wait at the Imperial Hospital tomorrow. When everything goes smoothly in the hall, we'll go to the hall together."

Su Xiaoling was a little happy. "Xiaolu, will this cause you trouble?"

She wanted to go, but she was also worried that this would cause trouble for Su Xiaolu.

In her memory, Old Wu was an old man who hated trouble. The palace was complicated, and Old Wu didn't want to go at all.

"Don't worry. I'm different from my Master. Master likes peace and quiet. I like liveliness."

Su Xiaolu smiled and said that Old Wu was anti-social, but she was not.

Su Xiaoling was sentimental. In her heart, her family had always been the first priority. She rarely thought for herself. When she encountered something, she would think for her family first. It would be strange if she didn't love such a good sister.

Holding Su Xiaoling's arm, Su Xiaolu said seriously, "Sis, I'm different from Master. Master only has me as his disciple, but I'll take in many disciples in the future. I hope that my medical skills can be passed down more. This way, I can save more people."

Being a doctor was also a form of accumulation of virtue.

She loved ancient Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners. She also hoped that Chinese medicine could be carried forward and passed down forever. This was left behind by her ancestors thousands of years ago and should not be buried.