The bamboo door opened, and Su Mu stepped into Yunhe Clinic for the first time.
On both sides of the pebble-paved path, bamboo groves stood tall; a gentle breeze rustled through, making the bamboo leaves sound like cascading water. Su Mu followed the Little Doctor through the bamboo to a cluster of rooms ahead.
Now, within the subtle fragrance of bamboo leaves, wafts of herbal aroma began to permeate the air. On both sides of the houses and in the rear courtyard, herb gardens had been cultivated.
The Little Doctor led Su Mu into the main hall; inside was an antique elegance—with a tea-brewing kettle suspended from the beam. Both sides featured bookshelves packed full, and aside from a writing desk and several palm-leaf mats, there was nothing else.
Su Mu was surprised to see so many books on the shelves, but his heart stirred slightly; he'd thought about learning medicine before—after all, more skills never weigh one down.
