Cheng You smiled and shook her head, "I only know how to make medicine, not treat illnesses. Oh right, did you come to see me about something?"
The old lady held her hand and said earnestly, "Grandma is here to apologize to you. I heard about what happened with Feng Xue."
Despite her age, her hands were soft and without a single callus.
It was clear at a glance that she had never endured hardship in her life.
Cheng You lightly shook her head and smiled, "You're too kind, Madam. Although Feng Xue is your granddaughter, she wasn't raised by you. What she did has nothing to do with you."
Cheng You's cheerful personality was very much to the old lady's liking.
She suddenly looked at Cheng You with a wistful expression. If her own daughter had grown up by her side, she would have surely been as outstanding as Cheng You.
"Grandma Lin?"
"It's nothing, just thinking about some people and events. Cheng You, you are truly excellent. Your parents must be very proud of you."
Cheng You merely smiled without speaking. Her mother could no longer see her.
As for her father...
Old Mrs. Lin wasn't feeling well and prepared to leave after chatting with Cheng You for a while.
Cheng You handed her an umbrella, "It can at least provide some shade from the sun."
"Thank you, no need to see me off, please go back."
Cheng You didn't walk her far. She stood at the doorway, watching the old lady walk away step by step, her gait faltering.
Her qi was insufficient, and her body appeared particularly frail.
Zhen Shan Tang now had ginseng pills, but she disliked the inferior quality of ginseng procured from outside and had never used them to give gifts.
Cheng You's gaze drifted backward, landing on the ginseng in the courtyard.
The ginseng in the flower pot was something she hadn't intended to touch.
Thinking of the old lady's frail figure, she couldn't help but feel a pang of compassion.
Cheng You mused, medicine was meant to cure illnesses. As long as it could help someone, it had value.
Thus, she dug out one of the ginseng pots, brought it to Zhen Shan Tang, and made two jars of ginseng pills.
One jar was given to Zhao Jisheng, as she knew he cherished ginseng.
When Zhao Jisheng learned that Cheng You had actually dug out the ginseng from the flower pot, he winced with distress.
"You only made two jars of ginseng pills?"
"Yes, it's just one ginseng root, not enough to make many."
Zhao Jisheng cupped the jar of ginseng pills, his old face creased.
"Only," he mumbled, "only..."
This was a treasure!
"Professor, I have something else to do back home, so I'll be going now. Remember to take them!"
Zhao Jisheng quickly tucked the ginseng pills away. How could he bear to eat them? He wanted to collect them!
Cheng You held the remaining jar of ginseng pills and headed home, intending to deliver it directly to Mrs. Feng.
As soon as she stepped into the military compound, she heard Song Qinglan calling her.
"Do you still have the ginseng pills you gave me last time?"
Cheng You squeezed the bottle. She was reluctant to give away this jar.
"Didn't I just give you two jars? Have you finished them already?"
Song Qinglan waved her hand, "Not yet. I took them for a few days, and my complexion has improved considerably. I went to the Feng family today and sat with the old lady for a while. She looked so weak, I thought I'd give her a jar."
Cheng You understood. They had the same idea.
She handed over the ginseng pills from her pocket, "I happen to have another one here. You can take it directly to her."
Song Qinglan asked, "How much is it? I'll give you the money."
Cheng You waved her hand, "It's not worth these few dollars. Just take it."
Since it was still early, she needed to go to Yanjiao.
The land had been approved, but it had been lying dormant, and she hadn't had time to plan its development.
Today, she had an appointment with Qin Jianzhong, and she would entrust him with the task of establishing the medicinal herb garden.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Yanjiao. I was approved a piece of land to grow medicinal herbs last time, and I'm going to take a look."
Song Qinglan, having just received a jar of ginseng pills from her, felt like she had taken advantage.
"I'll have Li Qin drive you there. He's free right now."
Li Qin was Qi Shengwen's bodyguard and usually drove him around.
Today, Qi Shengwen was on leave at home and didn't need the car.
Cheng You had been wondering how to get there. If she had a car, it would be much more convenient.
"Alright, thank you, Auntie."
Song Qinglan waved her hand, "You go home first. I'll have Li Qin come to find you later."
With that, she left in a hurry, holding the ginseng pills.
She didn't enter her house, just gave a brief instruction at the door before heading to the Feng family again.
Shortly after she left the Feng family, the old lady was about to lie down.
Before she could get up, she saw Song Qinglan arriving again.
She was taken aback, "Did you forget something?"
"No, no. Didn't I mention the ginseng pills Cheng You made earlier? I went and got a jar for you. Take it for a few days and see, I guarantee it'll be effective!"
The old lady smiled and pointed at her.
"Are you trying to sell to your daughter-in-law?"
"I secretly went to Zhen Shan Tang last time, and their business is booming. I don't need to help her promote it. These ginseng pills are truly good, that's why I brought them to you."
Ever since her previous visit and their pleasant chat, coupled with her falling out with Tang Jing, Song Qinglan seemed to have found a new friend and visited the Feng family whenever she had free time.
Although there was a generation gap, she still regarded the old lady as a good sister and thought of her first when she found something good.
"Xiao Song, get a cup of water. Let your old lady try it."
Song Qinglan didn't refuse. She poured out a pill for her.
A pill, carrying the faint fragrance of ginseng, lay in her palm.
Just smelling it made the old lady feel refreshed.
"That's truly remarkable."
The old lady picked it up and, under Song Qinglan's gaze, ate one.
The pill slid down her throat. At first, she felt nothing. After chatting with Song Qinglan for a while, she felt a change.
It was as if an gentle, warm force was enveloping her from the inside out.
Her complexion visibly improved.
Song Qinglan's smile widened, and she instructed her to put the medicine away.
"Take more for a few days, and you'll feel the benefits."
The old lady felt that she didn't need to take it for a few more days; she was already feeling it now.
This was too magical.
Her health had not been good, and from youth to old age, she had never taken a medicine that had such an immediate effect.
"I'll put it away carefully. But this medicine must be expensive, how much is it? I'll pay you back."
Song Qinglan cheerfully waved her hand, "We're sisters, why talk about money? That's too vulgar. You have a piano at home, I'll play for you. No one listens when I play at home."
She had wanted to teach Cheng You to play, but she was refused.
Cheng You had said that compared to the piano, she preferred making money.
Truly vulgar.
The old lady didn't stop her. She shifted into a more comfortable position and listened quietly as she played.
Before the song was finished, Xiao Song led Feng Xue in.
"Old Madam, Feng Xue is here to see you."
The old lady's expression immediately turned cold. Her gaze remained fixed on Song Qinglan playing the piano, and she didn't spare Feng Xue even a glance.
Feng Xue felt somewhat awkward for a moment but still forced herself to sit down.
"Grandma."
The old lady ignored her.
The piano music stopped. As the piece concluded, she slowly applauded.
"Qinglan, your piano playing has reached the pinnacle of perfection. The music is exquisite."