Wan Shao is a diligent and earnest physician.
At least, that's what she believes. Despite the many years that have passed, the only person she has truly treated with care is Shang Can. She might have also checked on the old tree demon in the Bi Luo Huang Quan for its hair loss issue, concluding that it was just because autumn had arrived.
Years have gone by, and Wan Shao is quite satisfied with her accomplishments. Shang Can now is vastly different from the gray and bloody figure she once rescued. Not only is she in good health, but she has even grown a bit taller.
To be fair, Shang Can is quite a decent patient. She generally cooperates with Wan Shao's treatments, adopting a "if it can be treated, then let's treat it" attitude, allowing her to prescribe one medicine after another. The only time there is a bit of a struggle is when it comes to taking the medicine; sometimes, it takes so long that Wan Shao feels like she needs to pry open her mouth to pour it down her throat.
But now it's different. Wan Shao secretly—though, what's there to be secretive about when the other person has her eyes covered—openly watches Shang Can obediently take the pills under Yun Duan's gentle coaxing. She feels a sense of pride; finally, someone has managed to help correct her bad habits!
Without further ado, since there's finally someone who can manage Shang Can, Wan Shao decides to seize the opportunity and give her more medicine. She stands up, declaring, "Since we have no other business today, let's head over to the pharmacy in Yun City. It'll help me figure out how to adjust Shang Can's condition, and we can also—just take a stroll around Yun City."
She almost lets slip that she also wants to buy some chestnut cakes, but at the last moment, she remembers that she "already went out and ate last night." After finishing her sentence, she silently tells herself that she could always sneak out to buy some later; after all, Shang Can can't see—how convenient!
For a moment, Wan Shao feels a bit giddy, but she quickly dismisses that thought. If there are suitable medicinal materials, she must quickly treat the eye issues caused by Shang Can's disrupted meridians; she needs to let this person take off the white cloth covering her eyes and see clearly.
It's also time for Shang Can to see the scenery she has been viewing every day for the past two days. Wan Shao wrinkled her nose and glanced at the oblivious Shang Can, who had casually agreed, and at Yun Duan standing beside her. She quickly realized that Yun Duan was staring intently at Shang Can, utterly absorbed, completely oblivious to Wan Shao's teasing gaze.
Tsk, tsk, it's not just her who is taking advantage of Shang Can's blindness.
As they talk about going for a stroll in Yun City, Shang Can has no objections, but for her, it feels no different than sitting at home; she still can't see any of the street views and feels a bit regretful.
Since the incident with the demon tide in Yun City that year, she hasn't come here often. After leaving Qing Yu, she has been even more hesitant to return to Yun Duan's hometown, fearing that she might run into old acquaintances and reveal her whereabouts. It's rare that she finally has the chance to walk alongside Yun Duan in Yun City's streets, and Shang Can genuinely wants to see what Yun City looks like now. Yet her eyes are in such a state.
Shang Can silently sighed. She didn't know whether to blame fate for being unkind. Perhaps, as Wan Shao said, she always seems to be unusually unlucky.
Over there, Wan Shao appears to be excitedly preparing to go out. Shang Can sits in the courtyard, feeling bored, when she suddenly senses someone approaching silently. A person sits down beside her. Before she could speak, the faint cold fragrance in the air revealed the identity of the newcomer.
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it with AI and polished it. Link: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5309619 Official Synopsis: Shang Can transmigrated into the cultivation world as the chief disciple of an...