The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 95: The elongated figure in the library, Gu Xinliang borrowed the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia
Kang Duanchenxiang smiled, holding a steaming paper bag in her hand. Her eyes were full of care and warmth, just like the spring sunshine, warm and gentle.

She gently shook the paper bag in her hand and said to Su Chenjin, "No! Xiaojin, I saw that you seemed to get up a little late today. I was afraid that you missed breakfast, so I brought you a portion, and it's still hot!"

Su Chenjin was a little stunned. She didn't expect Kang Duanchenxiang to be so thoughtful that he even considered her breakfast.

She looked at the gentle girl in front of her, and a warm current surged in her heart. She took the paper bag and felt the warmth spread from her palm to her whole body.

"Thank you, Chenxiang." Su Chenjin's voice trembled a little, she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

Kang Duanchenxiang smiled. Everything was within her expectations. She gently patted Su Chenjin on the shoulder and said, "You're welcome, Xiaojin. I hope you can eat well every day and face every day's challenges with full energy."

Su Chenjin listened quietly to Kang Duanchenxiang's words. She couldn't help but raise her head, and her eyes met Kang Duanchenxiang's eyes as bright as stars. There was a light of gratitude flashing in her eyes, and all her gratitude was poured into that beam of light.

"Thank you, classmate Chenxiang!" Su Chenjin's voice was filled with sincere gratitude. She spoke softly, afraid to disturb this beautiful friendship.

That care and consideration made her feel warm in her heart, as if the whole world had become gentle.

Kang Duanchenxiang looked at Su Chenjin with a smile. She shook her head slightly.

"You're so polite, Xiaojin." Kang Duanchenxiang said softly, her voice gentle and warm.

"I know you don't have class until 10 this morning, and you plan to go directly to the library. But I think that no matter how busy you are, you can't ignore the importance of breakfast. Since you haven't left yet, I brought you one."

Kang Duanchenxiang walked lightly to Su Chenjin's side, holding a steaming paper bag tightly in his hand. The bag contained the breakfast he had specially prepared for Su Chenjin.

He handed the paper bag to Su Chenjin with a smile, his tone gentle and sincere: "You're welcome, Xiaojin. Since we are classmates, we should care about each other. Take it and eat it while it's hot."

Su Chenjin was slightly stunned, then took the paper bag.

She gently opened a corner of the paper bag, and immediately, an enticing aroma came to her nose, which was the warmth and sweetness unique to breakfast.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Kang Duanchenxiang with gratitude, her clear eyes flashing with emotion.

She said softly, "Student Chenxiang, you are such a good person. I accept this breakfast. Thank you!"

Kang Duanchenxiang smiled gently, she turned around and was about to leave quietly, but at this moment, Su Chenjin's clear voice came from behind her, like a spring water echoing in the valley, melodious and pleasant.

"Student Chenxiang, wait a moment!" There was a hint of urgency in Su Chenjin's voice. She quickly stepped forward and walked to the side of Kang Duan Chenxiang. Their eyes met at this moment, and time flowed between them.

Su Chenjin took out an exquisite little box from his pocket. The box was small and exquisite, with fine patterns inlaid on the surface, and contained ancient secrets.

She carefully handed the box to Kang Duanchenxiang, her voice gentle and sincere: "This is for you, as a small token of my appreciation."

Kang Duanchenxiang looked at the small box in his hand with some surprise. The material of the box was not luxurious, it could even be said to be plain and unpretentious, but it exuded an indescribable sense of mystery.

She frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable expectation and curiosity in her heart, as if there was some earth-shattering secret hidden in the box.

She opened the box carefully, afraid of damaging the contents.

As the lid of the box slowly opens, a faint fragrance wafts into the air, making you feel relaxed and happy.

Kang Duanchenxiang looked carefully and saw a bookmark lying quietly in the box.

This bookmark is no ordinary item. It is extremely exquisitely made, with intricate patterns carved on it. Every stroke appears so delicate and exquisite.

The material of the bookmark seems to be a rare wood, with a color as warm as jade and a touch as smooth as silk.

Under the sunlight, the patterns on the bookmarks come alive and emit brilliant light.

Kang Duanchenxiang was surprised and delighted. She had never seen such an exquisite bookmark.

She gently picked up the bookmark, held it in her hand and played with it carefully, feeling its unique texture and temperature.

This bookmark seemed to have a magical power that made her feel particularly happy and comfortable.

The moment Su Chenjin stepped out of the dormitory, the afternoon sun fell gently on her like a carefully woven golden veil.

The sunlight danced on her delicate skin, flashing an alluring luster, as if covering her with a dazzling halo.

Her steps were brisk and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on notes, playing a cheerful melody.

The afternoon sun shines obliquely across the campus, giving this youthful world a golden hue.

Luo Shen strolled along the path on campus, his eyes revealing a deep and persistent look, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on the familiar figure in front of him. Kang Duanchenxiang was walking alone on the path, and Luo Shen immediately quickened his pace and went to meet her.

"Student Chenxiang, are you here alone? Aren't you with student Xiaojin?"

Kang Duanchenxiang turned around and saw Luo Shen, with a hint of confusion on her face, "What's wrong? Luo Shen, have you seen Xiaojin?"

Luo Shen smiled slightly, with a sly light in his eyes, "Today at the entrance of the library, I ran into Su Chenjin. She seemed to be in a good mood, with a happy smile on her face. I thought, maybe something good happened to her."

Kang Duanchenxiang was stunned when he heard this, then frowned slightly, "She? Did she discover something? Our current plan..."

Luo Shen interrupted her and took a deep breath, as if recalling the scene at that moment, "Don't worry, Chenxiang. Su Chenjin has not discovered our current actions so far. This is very useful for us to seize the initiative. We must stay calm and act according to the plan."

Luo Kangduan Chenxiang smiled and nodded. She knew Luo Shen's plan very well but did not point it out. She just stayed by his side quietly and gave him silent support.

Luo Shen glanced at the exquisite watch on his wrist. The hour hand and minute hand were quietly pointing to a certain intersection before noon, reminding him of the passage of time.

He turned to Kang Duanchenxiang and said, "I won't have lunch with you later. I want to go to the library to borrow a book." Luo Shen's tone was a little apologetic, but also full of determination.

Kang Duan Chenxiang understood what was going on when he heard this.

She knew where Luo Shen was going and knew that he was going to meet Su Chenjin.

But there was no expression of displeasure on her face, instead there was a faint smile.

"Okay, Luo Shen. Go ahead, I understand." She said softly, with a hint of tenderness and consideration in her voice.

Luo Shen looked at her gratefully, then he stood up, tidied his clothes and prepared to leave.

"Then I'll be leaving first. You can have your meal well." He said, then turned and walked towards the library.

Kang Duanchenxiang looked at his departing back, feeling a mix of emotions in her heart.

Luo Shen came to the library with brisk steps.

He pushed open the door of the library with force, and a rich scent of books rushed towards him, carrying the fragrance of time, which made people intoxicated.

He took a deep breath and felt his soul was purified.

Luo Shen looked around and saw rows of neatly arranged bookshelves standing like soldiers, filled with all kinds of books.

Each book exudes a unique charm, like a treasure trove of knowledge, quietly waiting for his exploration.

He walked straight to the literature bookshelf, already having a goal in mind.

His eyes quickly scanned the bookshelf and finally stopped on an ancient and elegant book. He reached out and gently took the book down, as if holding a precious gem.

Luo Shen couldn't wait to turn the pages of the book.

The sunlight is like a rich colorful painting, slowly pouring down from the sky. Its colors are colorful and brilliant, like a huge palette spread to the earth.

The light was not ostentatious, but spread quietly and silently, covering the entire world in a deep and mysterious light.

Every inch of land and every leaf are full of vitality under this brilliant reflection.

Under the reflection of this light, the lighting in the library appears unique.

They are like stars, quietly blooming with soft and firm light in the depths of the sea of ​​books.

These lights are not dazzling, but warm enough, like a lighthouse guarding knowledge, quietly illuminating every corner.

Their light seems to have magical power, directing people's eyes to those forgotten corners and discovering the precious treasures hidden between the pages.

Under the guidance of this light, every corner of the library is filled with the breath of knowledge.

Among the dark and quiet bookshelves, a slender figure stood quietly, illuminated by the surrounding lights and looking particularly mysterious.

The figure seemed to merge into this ocean of books, coexisting harmoniously with everything around it.

At this moment, Su Chenjin seemed to be swallowed up by the sea of ​​books, and also seemed to have merged with this ocean of wisdom.

Her fingers slid lightly across the spine of the book; the movement was both graceful and powerful, as if she was playing a silent piece of music.

Every touch is like having a deep conversation with the book, drawing wisdom and power from it.

The spines of the books came to life under her fingertips.

She tried to see through the pages of the book and see the world hidden behind the words.

Her mind travels in the sea of ​​books, feeling the joys and sorrows of every story, and savoring the joys and sorrows of every character.

Suddenly, her fingers stopped on a seemingly ordinary book.

The cover of the book was plain, but she felt a strong attraction in her heart.

She carefully turned the pages of the book. The texture of the paper and the smell of the ink made her feel extremely familiar.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, time seemed to have frozen at this moment, with only the occasional sound of flipping pages, like soft piano music, dancing in the silence and breaking the heavy silence.

The footsteps also seemed unusually light, for fear of disturbing this ocean of knowledge.

In this picturesque and quiet environment, people's senses seem to be endowed with new vitality, becoming more acute and delicate.

The book fragrance in the air is no longer just the smell of paper and ink, but every breath is filled with the taste of knowledge, which makes people indulge in it. Under the slanting afternoon sun, Su Chenjin strolled alone among the wide and quiet bookshelves, like a brave explorer, traveling through the unknown jungle of knowledge.

Her eyes, like a pair of twinkling stars, moved between the bookshelves, constantly capturing the light of wisdom hidden deep in the spines of the books.

Her steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on the node of knowledge.

Her fingers gently slid across the spines of the books, as if stroking the traces of time. Each book seemed to carry thousands of years of stories and wisdom, waiting to be interpreted.

As she walked forward, the world around her seemed to become quiet, with only the sound of her breathing and the turning of pages echoing.

In the dim and mysterious library room, Gu Xinliang's figure appeared quietly. His figure shuttled between the staggered bookshelves, sometimes clearly visible, sometimes hidden in the shadows, like an elusive phantom.

His steps were light and firm, and every step was in the rhythm of the years, as if he could hear the echo of time.

His eyes are deep and bright, able to penetrate the layers of fog and see into the depths of knowledge.

His fingers gently slid across the backs of each book, as if he was communicating with them silently.

Gu Xinliang was wearing a dark coat, the color of which was as deep as the night sky, mysterious and charming.

The texture of the coat looks ordinary, but under the light it exudes a calm and restrained luster, carrying countless unknown stories.

He has an upright posture, revealing an innate elegance and calmness.

Gu Xinliang held a thick book tightly in his hand.

When he turned the yellowed pages and touched the abyss of knowledge, he felt the weight of history at that moment.

The cover of the book is mottled, and the traces of time have left deep marks on it.

Those traces are like ancient paintings, each of which hides a forgotten history, quietly waiting for the right person to interpret it.

The edges of the pages are worn, showing that they have gone through a lot, but this also adds a bit of ancient charm.

Gu Xinliang gently stroked the cover, his fingers lingering on the raised words, as if he was stroking a precious work of art.

His eyes sparkled with desire and awe as he engaged in a silent conversation with the book.

Gu Xinliang's eyes wandered among the bookshelves, stopped on a certain book, and then turned to another one after a short moment.

His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could penetrate all appearances and reach the essence of things.

When he picked up a book and thought deeply, every breath he took seemed so deep and powerful, as if he was having a profound communication with the world.

The air around him became quiet because of his presence, and only the sound of him turning pages echoed in the empty library.

He is like an explorer, constantly exploring in the ocean of knowledge, looking for the secrets and wisdom hidden behind the words.

Gu Xinliang walked slowly in the quiet library, every step he took seemed so cautious, the floor under his feet seemed to be pieced together from fragments of history, and every touch could stir up a dusty past.

He walked between rows of towering bookshelves. Those old wooden bookshelves stood there quietly like guardians of time, witnessing the footsteps of countless seekers of knowledge.

His eyes lingered on the spines of the books, and the titles were like the imprint of history, deeply engraved in his heart.

Sometimes he would stop and stare at a book, looking for a confidant that matched his soul; sometimes he would quickly pass by, not wanting any book to miss his sight.

In this endless ocean of books, he is like a lonely ship, searching for his own shore.

The light flowed slowly over his body like delicate silk, gently outlining his contours.

His shadow was stretched out in the light, like a sleeping dragon, quietly winding on the floor, trembling slightly with his movements.

The shadow swayed under the light, like an elegant dancer dancing alone on a silent stage.

Suddenly, his steps paused in front of the silent bookshelf, and he was about to be pulled firmly by a force, preventing him from moving forward.

He stood there, leaning forward slightly, his eyes fixed on a certain spot on the bookshelf. He felt his heartbeat gradually speeding up, attracting all his attention.

He saw Su Chenjin walking towards him briskly.

Her figure was facing the sunshine, the golden sunlight fell on her shoulders, jumping happily.

Her smile was bright and warm, like a little angel descending to the earth.

He watched her get closer and closer, and the tension in his heart became more and more intense.

The air around him froze at this moment, and his heartbeat echoed in his ears, clear and powerful.

There was a glimmer of irrepressible surprise in his eyes, and the light was as dazzling as the brightest star in the night sky.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly in the air, as if he could feel the sunlight beating on his fingertips.

Su Chenjin was immersed in the sea of ​​books, when suddenly, her eyes caught a familiar figure - Gu Xinliang.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, pounding like a deer running wildly.

She quickly put down the book in her hand and walked towards him quickly, wanting to say hello to him.

At this moment, Luo Shen also discovered Su Chenjin. He was originally looking for something on the other side of the bookshelf, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of her figure.

A complex emotion flashed in Luo Shen's eyes, but he did not follow. Instead, he chose to hide in the shadow of the bookshelf, silently watching Su Chenjin and Gu Xinliang.

"Su Chenjin!" Gu Xinliang smiled and greeted her after seeing her, "Are you here to find a book to read as well?"

"Yes, Director Gu." Su Chenjin responded with a smile, "A few days ago, you asked me to work together to complete the medical manual. I found that some of the new knowledge points in it were actually ancient medical knowledge. It seems that Director Gu, you are my best teacher!"

Gu Xinliang laughed and shook his head, saying, "Thank you for praising me so much, I have to work harder. But speaking of which, Xiaojin, since you are so interested in ancient medicine, you can help me with the work of sorting out medical materials. Of course, I won't let you work for nothing, I'll give you 10 yuan a month as a subsidy, how about that?"

Su Chenjin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded happily: "Don't worry, Director Gu, I will definitely strive to be the first and live up to your trust!"

In the bright sunshine, Gu Xinliang seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden light, and his figure appeared particularly tall and straight.

He carefully took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, on which were densely copied the names of several ancient medical books.

There was a blazing desire and anticipation in his eyes. These ancient books were of immense importance to him.

He slowly turned around and faced Su Chenjin, a barely perceptible hint of nervousness revealed on his handsome face.

He cleared his throat and asked with a trembling voice, "Xiao Jin, I would like to ask you, have you ever seen these ancient medical books in the library?"

When Su Chenjin heard this question, she was slightly stunned. She pursed her lips slightly, as if recalling something.

After a moment, she finally spoke: "Well, let me think about it... I seem to have seen similar ancient books in the library."

As she spoke, she took out a few heavy ancient books from her bag and handed them to Gu Xinliang. "Director, can you take a look at these ancient books?"

Gu Xinliang took the book and his eyes quickly scanned the cover and table of contents of each book. His heartbeat gradually accelerated and he felt an unprecedented excitement and anticipation.

Finally, his eyes fixed on the Tang King Pharmacopoeia which was placed at the innermost part of his schoolbag.

He reached out and gently stroked the cover of the book, feeling the profound history and cultural heritage it carried.

"This is the book!" he shouted excitedly, his voice full of joy and excitement. He looked up at Su Chenjin and Gu Xinliang's fingers gently stroking the spine of the book, with an indescribable excitement in his eyes: "Can you lend me this book... to read for a month?"

Su Chenjin raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Xinliang, thinking secretly in his heart.

She remembered that Kang Duanchenxiang finished reading the book in just a few days, but Director Gu wanted to borrow it for a month. There must be something fishy about this and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance.

But Su Chenjin did not show any signs immediately, and just said lightly: "Director Gu, you also know that the ancient medical books here are rare and unique, and it is not easy to borrow them."

Gu Xinliang seemed to have anticipated Su Chenjin's reaction. He smiled slightly, took out three one-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Su Chenjin: "Student Xiaojin, you can apply for Gu Xinliang's exclusive borrowing card here. I am willing to pay a subsidy of three yuan per month for borrowing ancient medical books."

Su Chenjin looked at the three dollars in his hand and couldn't help but feel a little amused.

This book is indeed special, but it is not worth so much money.

She raised her head, looked at Gu Xinliang's serious eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Director Gu, you are really generous. But this book... does have some problems."

Gu Xinliang frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Su Chenjin to say that.

He quickly asked, "What's the problem? Is the book damaged or missing?"

Su Chenjin shook his head, with a mysterious smile on his face: "It's not damaged or missing, but this book... contains some unspeakable secrets. However, since Director Gu wants to read it so much, I will lend it to you. But, can you really finish it in a month?"

Gu Xinliang's eyes flashed with determination: "No problem!"

Su Chenjin sighed helplessly and watched Gu Xinliang's face with a victorious smile.

Gu Xinliang put the legendary Tang Dynasty Pharmacopoeia into his schoolbag with ease. His skillful movements told everyone that this precious ancient book had been in his pocket.

All of this was seen by Luo Shen.

He stood beside a bookshelf not far away, his eyes as sharp as a knife, staring closely at Gu Xinliang's every move.

Luo Shen's eyes narrowed unconsciously as he thought about his next move.

The purpose of Luo Shen's visit to the library was also for the legendary first half of the Tang King's Pharmacopoeia.

He knew very well the value of this ancient book. It not only contained profound medical wisdom but also concealed some long-lost secret techniques. Most importantly, Luo Shen needed to reconfirm the clues left behind.

However, he did not expect that he was one step late and was beaten to it by Gu Xinliang.

Luo Shen couldn't help but feel unwilling and angry. He knew that Gu Xinliang's strength should not be underestimated, but he didn't intend to give up.

His eyes wandered around the library, looking for other opportunities to strike.