Li Mo had stayed with Bai Xin here the whole time, not just because he was a doctor, but also because he felt guilty for not insisting on taking Bai Xin and Bai Zhi back that day.
If he had gone, he would have definitely protected them well, so he needed to atone and take good care of Bai Zhi.
As a result, he would always catch Bai Zhi trying to skip her medicine.
"Uncle Li Mo, can’t you stop staring at me all the time?"
Bai Zhi was somewhat helpless, as there was always someone watching her take her medication, showing a complete lack of trust in her.
"If I don’t watch you, you don’t behave."
Li Mo was unshakeable. Bai Xin had gone back to cooking, so naturally, he had to keep watch because Wu Wa was always getting fooled.
Bai Zhi: "..." So now they couldn’t have a friendly relationship.
Feeling gloomy, Bai Zhi took all her medications and then lay down.
It had been over ten days, and school was about to start, yet she still couldn’t be discharged.
Wu Wa was going back to school, and even Ye Xiu hadn’t come again.
Ouyang, on the other hand, came every few days and finally told the truth—their family wanted to buy the formulas for the Breath Freshener Pills and the Hemostatic Powder.
Bai Zhi let Bai Xiang handle it, telling him to discuss it and let her know the details later—they weren’t in any rush at all.
Just then, a familiar voice came from the door, and Bai Zhi looked up to see Han Feng in his work clothes.
It had been a long time since she’d seen him, and Han Feng looked a bit travel-worn, even his clothes were unironed.
Bai Xin, of course, had told Bai Zhi about the attitude of Han Feng’s mother. Actually, she could understand it—Han Feng had been somewhat naive before, so Mrs. Han had faced a lot of gossip.
They couldn’t possibly empathize with that kind of pressure.
So they had no right to think she was wrong. All she wanted was for her son to shine brighter and have a better future.
It was normal that she didn’t want Han Feng to be in touch with her.
"Brother Han Feng, why did you come here? Isn’t the post office busy?"
As Mrs. Han had said, Han Feng would definitely return to the Imperial City if he worked hard.
So, why should he stay in touch with a country girl like her?
"Um, I came to the city to deliver some goods today. Are you feeling better? If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell the doctor. I’ve brought you some peanut brittle."
At that time, the peanut brittle was still wrapped in paper with black patterns, shaped like a rectangular block.
A bite would give you nothing but the flavor of peanuts and milk.
Back then, having just one piece of candy, they would share it, reluctant to chew and preferring to let it slowly melt away in their mouths.
"Thank you, Brother Han Feng."
The corners of Bai Zhi’s mouth lifted into a smile—her memories were gradually returning.
She remembered that later on, she had met him in the Imperial City when he had become a successful individual.
Yet, for some reason in this life, he had actually come back.
Or maybe Brother Han Feng had returned in her last life, and she just didn’t know it.
But they were definitely the best of friends in their youth.
Back then, they warmed each other.
So she actually trusted Han Feng; she believed that Brother Han Feng really treated her like a sister.
And she also wanted him to have a better future.
He would marry a young mistress, and they would have a loving marriage along with a cute daughter.
Later on, she wouldn’t know, for she had died.
So she actually understood why Mrs. Han wanted him to leave here for the Imperial City.
Bai Zhi took it, put one in her mouth, and it was indeed very sweet.
But for some reason, it didn’t taste as good as it did in her memories.
Maybe it was because back then, they had too little to eat.
So it seemed exceptionally delicious, but now that she had so much, it didn’t taste the same as she remembered.
"It’s very good, thank you, Brother Han Feng. When are you going to the Imperial City? If I’m discharged by then, I’ll see you off."