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Jiang Xia nodded, immediately agreed, and handed over all three bottles of meat sauce to Wang Gang. She then pretended to go find Jiang Chuan.

As expected, Wang Gang stopped her again, “You little girl, always in such a hurry that you forgot to take the cotton tickets. How will you explain this to your father if you go back empty-handed?”

Jiang Xia pretended to realize, as if she had just remembered, “I almost forgot, thank you Uncle Wang for the reminder. 1’11 go find my dad now, and I’ll come to you in the afternoon.”

“Go on then.” After saying this, Wang Gang affectionately patted Jiang Xia’s head.

In fact, Jiang Chuan didn’t go to sell vegetables; he was discussing serious matters with Auntie Tian from the sugar factory. So, Jiang Xia didn’t rush to find him. Instead, she went to the Chinese medicine shop as planned to exchange the scar removal ointment formula. She would tell Jiang Chuan about her morning’s events when she met him at noon.

Jiang Xia patted the pocket with the Lingzhi spore powder wrapped tightly in a handkerchief, and then confidently headed towards the medicine shop.

However, her trip was in vain; the medicine shop was closed.

It was strange. Jiang Xia remembered that the old scholar had told her that the Chinese medicine shop was open every day, rain or shine. Why didn’t the old scholar open it today when the weather was good?

After waiting outside the medicine shop for about half an hour without seeing the old scholar, Jiang Xia felt disappointed and had to leave.

However, on her way to find Jiang Chuan, she continued to worry about the old scholar. It wasn’t about the formula for scar removal ointment; her concern was genuine.

Jiang Xia wandered aimlessly on the dirt roads of the county town. Unknowingly, she had arrived at the hospital where she had been treated for the cat scratch. To her surprise, she saw the old scholar outside.

Opposite the hospital’s entrance was a small pavilion. Although it was bustling with people, they were all preoccupied, so hardly anyone noticed the pavilion. The old scholar stood inside, alongside a younger man in a white coat who looked like him – the doctor they had seen at the hospital.

The young man was pleadingly speaking to the old scholar, who appeared visibly irritated and impatient, wanting to leave. However, the young man was holding onto his arm, preventing him from breaking free, which only angered the old scholar more.

Jiang Xia had initially decided not to interfere, but when their argument escalated and the old scholar’s face turned red, almost passing out and falling backward into the young man’s arms, she immediately ran over.

Together, Jiang Xia and the young man helped the old scholar to sit down in the pavilion. The young man tried to help him catch his breath by pressing on a pressure point on his neck.

Seeing that the old scholar’s breathing had stabilized, the young man anxiously said to Jiang Xia, “Little girl, could you help by supporting him and lightly patting his back to help him breathe easier?”

Jiang Xia nodded and did as instructed.

The young man then took the stethoscope hanging around his neck, placing it on the old scholar’s chest to listen to his heartbeat. He then lifted the old man’s head to check his pupils.

Once assured that the old scholar was alright, he let out a sigh of relief. However, Jiang Xia, who lacked medical knowledge, remained worried and asked, “Doctor, is the old gentleman okay? Why hasn’t he woken up yet?”

The young man, although clearly tense, gave Jiang Xia a forced smile to comfort her, saying, “He just had a momentary lack of blood supply to the heart due to his anger, which made him lose his breath. He just needs some rest.”

The two of them sat with the old scholar in the pavilion for a while. About ten minutes later, he finally regained consciousness.

Upon seeing the old scholar awake, the young man immediately stood up, intending to give him a checkup.. However, the old scholar brushed him away with a slap, saying, “Don’t use your gadgets to treat me, I know how to heal myself!”