Nianyang was in a terrible mood and didn't want to worry her family, so she simply went to Tongxin Hall.
When working, she could temporarily abandon all her worries, which made her feel a bit better.
Everyone knew that Wen Qingmu's death had dealt a significant blow to Nianyang, so seeing her almost self-destructive busyness, no one dared to offer comfort.
After muddling through two days, Nianyang suddenly felt a bit dizzy and had a sensation of fullness in her lower abdomen while treating a patient.
She shook her head, forced herself to focus, prescribed medicine for the patient, and then saw the patient out.
"Oh, isn't this the jinx who got her master killed?" Zhang Mingyue sneered, standing at her store's doorway, looking at Nianyang with a sarcastic tone.
Nianyang's face sank, "Try saying that again!"
Wen Qingmu was the founder of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Family, and the news of his death couldn't be concealed.
