Just when Lin Chen was thinking about enjoying a moment, Li Yuqing's face turned red and she let go of his arm.
Until ten in the morning, not a single patient had come to the clinic.
Lin Chen, bored, had been dozing off when suddenly his gaze was drawn to the mountain behind.
"Yuqing, let's go gather some herbs in the mountain!" Lin Chen said with a smile.
"Go into the mountain to gather herbs?" Li Yuqing hesitated.
"Yes, your father is quite stingy, look at the hospital, it doesn't even have some of the most basic anti-inflammatory drugs. I've studied traditional Chinese medicine, we can go into the mountains and gather some herbs to replace them. This can save us quite a bit of money, and your dad will definitely be happy," Lin Chen said.
Li Yuqing thought for a moment and said, "Well, all right, let's head into the mountain!"
Lin Chen and Li Yuqing each carried a medicine basket and headed towards the mountain.
