"Doctor Gu, oh, I've also heard about it. I heard that last year there was an epidemic of typhoid in the Lingnan Barracks, and it was you who cured it, right? His Majesty even personally rewarded you with the plaque of 'Divine Doctor'."
"Now that you're in Beijing, that's great. From now on, when we get sick, we don't have to see that old man anymore; it's quite embarrassing, really. We can just come to you, Doctor Gu."
"Yes, from now on, I too will go to Doctor Gu."
Lin Qianqing said happily over there, "No problem! My cousin is a Divine Doctor. Her remedies work wonders. If you guys fall ill, just come to Jisheng Hall to support the business."
In the blink of an eye, the nature of the plum-viewing gathering changed. The romantic encounter my grandmother was hoping for didn't happen, and there was Lin Qianqing, pulling in a bunch of potential patients for her.
"Alright, it's the day after tomorrow that you open, right?"
"Yes, yes, the day after tomorrow."