Mo Yu was unaware of Xing Qinglan's thoughts; at this moment, he was completely immersed in academic research. With the boost of absolute rationality, he developed a certain fanaticism for his research, which made his progress incredibly fast.
Outside the Laboratory, the story of Teacher Ruan Mei spread on the campus forum for a while before gradually fading away, as the said Teacher Ruan Mei could not be found.
At the same time, the most challenging exam week for university students was approaching, which caused much of the discussion about Ruan Mei to dissipate. Furthermore, it wasn't Ruan Mei's gacha banner at the moment, so the hype wasn't that high.
Exam week held no pressure for Mo Yu.
In fact, for someone like him who had secured a recommendation for postgraduate study, his final undergraduate grades were no longer very important. Even if some students who had successfully passed their postgraduate entrance exams were still short a few credits for their undergraduate degree, the university would find a way to help them make up the difference.
After all, in this day and age, indicators like failure rates, graduation rates, and employment rates are all incredibly important.
And after exam week, there would be the long summer vacation. Of course, the exact holiday dates varied by university; some started very early, as early as the beginning of June, while others might not start until mid-July.
Fortunately, Pingjiang University was among those that started their holidays early, so Mo Yu also left school early and returned to his hometown.
It's worth mentioning that, compared to others, his summer vacation would be much shorter. For academic research, there was never really a holiday. Of course, he was currently considered an unimportant presence in his mentor's Laboratory, so he could get a bit more holiday time.
But if Professor Li thought of him, he would need to return to school as soon as possible.
"Grandpa! I'm home!"
At a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in a small county town in an eastern seventh or eighth-tier city, Mo Yu pushed open the door and walked straight in, shouting loudly. Hearing his voice, the white-haired old man sitting behind the counter quickly took off his reading glasses and stood up.
"Oh, Xiao Yu is back for the holidays."
The old man walked out from behind the counter, reached out, and patted Mo Yu's shoulder, his eyes full of affection.
"Really, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I would have picked you up at the station."
"Oh, I just didn't want to bother you, old man."
Mo Yu smiled as he looked around. The clinic was exactly as he remembered it, with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air, wooden cabinets filled with various herbs, and glass cabinets displaying various finished medicines.
Yes, Mo Yu's grandfather was a doctor. To be precise, his family was actually a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. However, starting from his father, no one became a doctor. His grandmother said that his grandfather was quite upset about it at the time.
He had also lived and grown up here until junior high school when he moved to live with his parents, thus receiving some influence. This was probably why he later chose his current major.
But to be honest, the major he chose was almost as much of a 'bottomless pit' as medicine.
However, fortunately, he was now Professor Li's disciple, and for now, he was also in the medical field, though it had little to do with traditional doctors.
"Bother me? My old bones are still sturdy! Let's go! I'll cook for you at home! Look at you, studying away from home, you've gotten so thin. Really, you don't know how to eat properly."
His grandfather frowned slightly and scolded him, but his voice was full of concern.
But in fact, Mo Yu's inability to gain weight was entirely due to his physique; he certainly ate well. But at this moment, he couldn't argue, because there's a saying—Grandpa and Grandma think you're thin.
"Okay, okay, I love Grandpa's braised pork the most!"
"Alright, alright, Grandpa will make it for you when we get back."
With that, the old man walked straight to the door and pulled down the rolling shutter. Generally, if it was just for a lunch break or going home to eat, he would only lock the door. Pulling down the rolling shutter usually meant the clinic wouldn't open today.
However, it didn't matter. This clinic was their family's private clinic, and the reason it was still open was that the old man had nothing to do. Now that his grandson was back, he could close it whenever he wanted.
What? You ask what if someone needs to see a doctor or buy medicine?
There were other clinics in the county town, and for serious illnesses, there was a hospital. As for those who specifically came because they trusted the old man's medical skills, there was contact information on the door, and if they were acquaintances, they could even visit directly... Mo Yu stayed at his grandfather's house. Because he was home, his grandfather's clinic was open much less often than before. There was nothing to say about this; the old man opened the clinic simply to have something to do, and now that his grandson was home, that was the most important thing.
Because of this, people often came to visit their home, either to chat or to seek medical advice.
But as they chatted, it was inevitable that the conversation would turn to Mo Yu.
"Oh, so Xiao Yu is back, no wonder."
"What did Xiao Yu study in university?"
"Life sciences... Is that also medicine? I wonder how much of Old Mo's skills you've inherited."
At times like these, it was quite an awkward moment for Mo Yu. Many elderly people didn't understand these specialized fields. In their eyes, Mo Yu's major meant he studied medicine and could cure illnesses, just like those who studied computer science, in the eyes of the elderly, could fix electronic products.
"Oh, he's not studying that."
"Ah, it's a pity he's not studying it. Your grandfather's medical skills are the best in these ten li and eight villages."
When saying this, the other person often expressed regret, and a hint of loneliness appeared in his grandfather's eyes. This was his helplessness; the family's inherited medical skills could not be passed down.
However, regarding no one in the younger generation studying medicine, his grandfather had now come to terms with it. Outsiders often only saw the glamorous side, but only those truly in the profession knew the hardships involved.
"You're right. Since that's the case, I'll learn a little bit too."
Mo Yu smiled, and his words rekindled his grandfather's enthusiasm. Everything seemed to return to his childhood, when his grandfather taught him to identify various medicinal herbs. And now, it was a new beginning.
However, Mo Yu had a good memory, so it wasn't that complicated.
And so, the traditional Chinese medicine clinic resumed normal operations, but compared to before, it now had Mo Yu helping out... And having tasted the sweetness of Ruan Mei, Mo Yu couldn't help but wonder if there were any characters that could improve medical skills and fit his persona?
Yes, brother, there are.
Xianzhou Luofu, the new Head of the Alchemy Commission, a Vidyadhara, Lingsha...