In the case files of the Gu Family's ancestral medical practice, there was such a case.
It was also a young lady from deep within the boudoir who dreamed nightly of a handsome man coming to be with her. The ancestors prescribed a formula to replenish kidney energy and nourish blood and yin, and after the young lady took it for two months, she was cured.
Yun Jiao pondered for a moment and was about to write the prescription when Miss Han shakily walked over and sat down, speaking softly, "Doctor Gu, could my illness still be cured?"
Yun Jiao held the pen, "It can be treated, but you must sever ties with that Pan Lang; otherwise, even the immortals can't save you."
She wasn't sure if this Pan Lang was someone Miss Han imagined herself, or some kind of spirit monster.
In any case, the ties must be severed.
Miss Han's eyes glimmered with tears, "But my feelings for Pan Lang are so deep; I almost think of him every day. I can't imagine life without Pan Lang."
