She expertly removed the bandages from his body, reapplied medicine to his wounds, and wrapped them up neatly again. To hasten his recovery, she had crushed several precious medicinal herbs into the golden sore medicine. Miluo drew in his forelimbs, letting her do as she pleased, feeling somewhat embarrassed for some reason.
Her cheeks were rosy, and her bright eyes sparkled with liveliness—it was clear she was in a good mood.
After watching for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "What's up? You seem so happy."
With a giggle, she replied, her teeth shining like a string of pearls, "Today I overheard people at the Qi Mansion discussing that Wutuo City Lord has posted a notice. I went to the street to take a look, and indeed it is true." She had always thought that such a thing of posting imperial notices to seek skilled physicians only existed in novels, but evidently, the city lords and commandery princes of this world also favored this strategy.
"A notice?"
