After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

"Then come here."

Dispensing medicine is a very serious job.

Ye Congshan taught Yan Yuan for a while and saw that he was serious about his work and more reliable than Lin Zijun, who was clumsy. Ye Congshan was finally relieved.

Yan Yuan became Lin Zhilan's apprentice in name only, and came to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to work every day.

A few days later, one afternoon, there were fewer people queuing up for the medicine, and Lin Zijun was finally able to sit down and take a break.

I had just taken a sip of water when another shadow appeared in front of me.

"What's your name? How many days has it been?" Lin Zijun mechanically opened the ledger and asked.

Fang Wenwen slammed the money on the table. "I'm here to buy medicine."

Lin Zijun looked up, smiled, and said, "It's you. Didn't you and your mother not trust Teacher Lin?"

Fang Wenwen gritted her teeth, "Are you going to sell it or not?"

"Sell," Lin Zijun said with a grin, "Why wouldn't I sell if you offered money?"

Lin Zijun found the prescription hidden in the ledger and handed it to Yan Yuan inside, saying, "Junior Brother, get the medicine."

Yan Yuan took it and weighed the medicine with a steelyard.

Fang Wenwen frowned. "He's just a child. Don't weigh the medicine wrong."

Yan Yuan paused in weighing the medicine, then silently put down the scales. "Brother Zijun, you should do it."

Lin Zijun clicked his tongue, took the steelyard, and whispered to Yan Yuan, "It's okay, that's just how she is. You did a great job."

"Okay." Yan Yuan nodded and returned to his office.

Lin Zhilan did not give up on her two children's education.

Since they can't go to class now, let's just have Linlin and Jiang Chengzhou study in the office for an hour every day, and they can only go out to play after they finish their studies.

Now that Yan Yuan has arrived, the two children have become three.

Linlin was too young; she just scribbled on her notebook with a pen.

Yan Yuan was the most attentive and sat very neatly.

Jiang Chengzhou was left scratching his head, looking around anxiously.

"Ahem." Lin Zhilan cleared her throat, and he immediately sat up straight.

The notebook contained addition and subtraction problems within ten. It wasn't that Jiang Chengzhou couldn't do the math; he just couldn't sit still.

He always touches this and that, and only starts doing his homework when time is almost up.

Lin Zhilan did not interfere.

Every child has their own nature. Education is about teaching children knowledge, not about training them to have the same personality.

Fang Wenwen knocked on the door, and the three children in the office all looked over.

"May I come in?"

"Can."

Fang Wenwen walked over, glanced at their workbooks, and asked softly, "Are you in first grade yet?"

The school on the island had just been completed and wouldn't open until next year, so Fang Wenwen, who had just arrived on the island, was clearly unaware of this.

Yan Yuan didn't speak, but Jiang Chengzhou replied, "We haven't started school yet."

"Dr. Lin, will you send them to school next year?" Fang Wenwen asked Lin Zhilan.

"meeting."

Fang Wenwen gave the children a knowing smile, "Then I might be your teacher next year."

Jiang Chengzhou pursed his lips slightly, clearly not excited about it.

Lin Zhilan, however, put down her book and looked at her with interest. "Are you a teacher?"

Fang Wenwen's face showed a hint of pride. "I am a college student at Yangcheng Normal School, but... things went wrong at school, and I didn't get my graduation certificate."

"But teaching elementary school is more than enough for me!" she said confidently.

Lin Zhilan raised an eyebrow. "Really? I don't believe it."

"You don't believe me?" Fang Wenwen said anxiously, "Then I'll go back and get the admission notice to show you."

"No need for that," Lin Zhilan said, raising her chin. "Why don't you check their homework for me and let me see how well you're doing as a teacher?"

Jiang Chengzhou is smart, but careless; he can get more than half of the arithmetic problems on a page wrong.

Every time Lin Zhilan corrects his homework, she feels like she's losing hair.

Helping children with their homework really affects parent-child relationships, so Lin Zhilan decided to take on this challenge.

Undeterred, Fang Wenwen immediately went over to help the two children correct their homework.

Lin Zhilan took the opportunity to slip away.

The teacher still had an aura about her, and Jiang Chengzhou listened attentively to Fang Wenwen's lecture.

By the time she finished tutoring the students, the traditional Chinese medicine had just been brewed.

Fang Wenwen felt she had helped Lin Zhilan, and was finally not as uncomfortable as before, even straightening her back a lot.

After she finished her medicine, she went back to the office. "Dr. Lin, I...I'm going back now."

"Wait a moment."

"Um?"

Lin Zhilan took out a small jar from behind her and handed her two small hair clips: "Go outside and wash your face at the tap, clip your bangs up, and I'll apply the medicine for you."

"I..." Fang Wenwen clenched her fists and remained motionless for a long time.

Lin Zhilan frowned. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to wash my face now."

Fang Wenwen ran outside, quickly washed her face, and then hurriedly ran back.

Lin Zhilan then understood why she had hesitated so much earlier.

She usually applies a layer of face cream or something similar, but now that she's washed her face, you can see that her skin is covered in patches of red spots.

Moreover, the acne on her forehead was more severe than the acne on her cheeks and chin.

It was a dense patch, covered with white pustules, some of which had ruptured and were oozing pale yellow pus.

It's serious; if it's not treated promptly, it could leave scars.

Hearing that Lin Zhilan had developed a new drug, Lin Zijun also came in.

Fang Wenwen froze completely.

She regretted it.

She should have left earlier after drinking the Chinese medicine, instead of staying here to be ridiculed.

When she was thirteen or fourteen, she started getting pimples on her face.

It got worse and worse. The boys in her class called her "Potato" and said behind her back that seeing her face made them feel nauseous and vomit, and that they would have nightmares.

She cursed back, pretending not to care, but in her heart she felt disgusted by the pimples on her face and could only cover them with thick bangs.

Lin Zijun already had a problem with her, and now that he's seen her face, he might just do the same thing as the other male classmates...

Her eyelashes drooped; she didn't want to see Lin Zijun's expression, whether mocking or pitying.

Then Lin Zijun gently patted her shoulder, his voice still casual and nonchalant, "Don't worry, with Teacher Lin here, this is nothing."

Fang Wenwen seemed to suddenly break free from suffocation, and she stubbornly said, "I know."

Lin Zhilan used a cotton swab to apply the light green ointment to her face.

As soon as the ointment touched my skin, my burning and stinging face felt a cool sensation, like a refreshing breeze suddenly blowing in the face on a hot summer day.

Fang Wenwen couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Zijun quickly asked, "How does it feel?"

Fang Wenwen said with her eyes closed, "It feels very comfortable, cool and refreshing, like a cold breeze is blowing on me."

Lin Zijun's eyes lit up. "Teacher Lin, what medicine is this made of?"

Lin Zhilan had no intention of keeping her secrets to herself. She said calmly, "The main ingredient is Centella asiatica, and the auxiliary ingredients are honeysuckle, forsythia..."