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The day Shen Bo'an was able to resume his practice, the first light rain of the winter fell in the southern part of the city.

The rain was light, but it made the stone-paved road in Yaopu Lane shine.

Shen Jingqiu tidied up the clinic early in the morning, replaced the pulse pillow with a new one, polished the copper seal until it shone, and placed a pot of angelica leaves that she had just cut from the backyard on the table, which were lush and green.

Shen Bo'an wore a thick cotton-padded coat and slowly walked to the consultation room and sat down.

He picked up the bronze seal, weighed it in his hand, then put it down and said to Shen Jingqiu, "I'll only look at it for half a day today, no more."

Shen Jingqiu said, "Okay, I'll arrange ten for you."

Shen Bo'an nodded.

The first patient was an old neighbor from the alleyway. He had been suffering from leg pain for half a month and waited until Shen Bo'an recovered before coming to the hospital.

Shen Bo'an took his pulse, asked about his symptoms, and prescribed a remedy.

Shen Jingqiu watched as he got the medicine, reciting each ingredient to him.

Shen Bo'an nodded, and then she put it into the paper package.

As the old neighbor left, he said, "Dr. Shen, please don't get sick again. Without you, the people in this alley are all uneasy."

Shen Bo'an said, "I'm not sick anymore. If I get sick again, I'll become a sinner."

The old neighbor smiled, and slowly walked away, holding his umbrella.

Ye Chen arrived on the third day after Shen Bo'an resumed seeing patients.

He came alone. Jiang Ruoxi and Ayiguli returned to Jiangcheng a couple of days ago, saying that the company and the greenhouses couldn't be left unattended.

When Ye Chen arrived, Shen Bo'an had just finished seeing the last patient of the morning and was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Seeing Ye Chen enter, he raised his eyelids and said, "Why are you here again? Didn't I tell Ruoxi to talk to you?"

Ye Chen placed the things he brought on the stone table and said, "I came to see you and also to go over the He'an Ointment formula again. My master said you made a few changes and asked me to write them down."

Shen Bo'an snorted and said, "Your master doesn't remember things himself, so he makes you run errands."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "She's busy; the winter herbs are about to be harvested in Baizhi Valley."

Shen Bo'an didn't say anything more, and asked Shen Jingqiu to bring out the main volume and the previous copies.

The two spent the entire afternoon looking at the master book in the courtyard.

Shen Bo'an's revisions are indeed reasonable.

He changed the process of steaming the fritillaria cirrhosa in He'an Ointment from "steaming three times" to "steaming twice," saying that steaming it three times would be too drying if used in autumn, while steaming it twice would be just right.

The dosage of fresh moonflower roots has also been adjusted, from "five qian" to "four qian". It is said that considering the case, the effect of four qian is about the same as that of five qian, and it can also save medicine.

Ye Chen wrote all of this down in his notebook and then asked a few more questions about the cooking process and the heat control.

Shen Bo'an answered in great detail, even specifying the number of layers in the steamer and the intensity of the heat.

After Ye Chen finished writing the last stroke, he closed the notebook and said, "Grandpa Shen, I'll have Master Su check these again when I get back. If there are no problems, we'll make a batch according to this recipe this winter."

Shen Bo'an nodded and said, "Make a batch of people, keep half for Anhetang, half for Baizhigu, and send a bottle to Gu Nian so she can have some for winter."

Ye Chen agreed.

Dinner was prepared by Shen Jingqiu.

The three of them ate around a small table. Shen Bo'an ate very slowly, but he ate quite a lot.

After the meal, Ye Chen helped Shen Jingqiu clear the dishes.

Shen Jingqiu said, "Brother Ye, Grandpa is in much better spirits these past few days, thanks to Master Su and Sister Jiang's visit."

Ye Chen said, "You're the one who's had a tough time. You've been carrying the whole thing on your own for the past few months."

Shen Jingqiu put the bowl into the sink and said, "I can hold on. Grandpa has been teaching me for so many years, just waiting for this day."

Ye Chen looked at her and felt that this girl was much more composed than when he first met her last year.

The little girl who cried at the entrance of Anhetang, saying "My grandfather's legs are bad," is now capable of standing on her own.

The next morning, before Ye Chen left, Shen Bo'an called him back.

He took the copper seal out of his pocket and stuffed it into Ye Chen's hand.

Ye Chen said, "Grandpa Shen, this is the seal of Anhetang."

Shen Bo'an said, "Take this. This stamp will be used on He'an Ointment from now on. It's a medicine made by Anhetang and Baizhigu together, so this stamp is necessary."

Ye Chen gripped the bronze seal in his hand, feeling that the weight in his palm was heavier than anything else.

He said, "Then I'll have Jingqiu carve another one; you can keep this one."

Shen Bo'an waved his hand and said, "Jingqiu carved her own seal. This one is yours. It was given to your grandfather by my grandfather back then, and now it's being returned to its rightful owner."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment.

He never imagined that this bronze seal had such a long history.

Shen Bo'an added, "When my grandfather and your grandfather opened the pharmacy together, they each left a seal. Your grandfather lost his seal, but this one originally belonged to Medicine King Valley."

Ye Chen looked down at the bronze seal. The seal surface was worn and blurred, but the four characters "Made by Anhetang" were still legible.

He carefully put it away and bowed to Shen Bo'an.

Shen Bo'an waved his hand and said, "Let's go, drive carefully on the road."

When Ye Chen left Nancheng, the sky had cleared up.

The sunlight shone brightly on the stone slabs of Yaopu Alley.

He was driving when he glanced at the alley entrance in his rearview mirror.

Shen Bo'an didn't come out to see him off; Shen Jingqiu stood at the door and waved to him.

Ye Chen honked the horn in response.

The car drove out of the old town and onto the highway.

He took the copper seal out of his pocket, placed it on the passenger seat, and glanced at it again.

The copper seal gleamed with a dull light in the sunlight; it wasn't bright, but it gave people a sense of security.

He thought that after this stamp was returned, it would be hung together with the Heji bronze plaque.

It hangs at the entrance of the warehouse, in a row with the old plaque of Anhetang.

From now on, every bottle of Baizhigu's He'an Ointment will be stamped with this mark.

The seal is there, the prescription is there, and the person is there.

Nothing from the past century will be missing.

It was already evening when I returned to Jiangcheng.

Ye Chen showed the bronze seal to Su Qinghan.

Su Qinghan took it, looked at it over and over several times, and said, "Shen Bo'an is really generous."

Ye Chen said, "He said this originally belonged to Medicine King Valley."

Su Qinghan placed the copper seal on the table, remained silent for a while, and said, "People of your grandfather's generation were very disciplined. Whatever belonged to someone, belonged to them. If you borrowed it, you had to return it; if you lost it, you had to look for it. When Heji divided the family property, your grandfather took the seal with him, but it was lost later. Grandpa Shen has kept this seal all this time, waiting for the day it will be returned."

Ye Chen asked, "What about the other half of Heji?"

Su Qinghan asked, "What other half?"

Ye Chen said, "Grandpa Shen said that Jingqiu carved the seal herself at Anhetang, but I think that seal must have a history."

Su Qinghan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. I'll ask Shen Bo'an next time I go to Nancheng."

Ye Chen nodded.

He carefully put away the bronze seal, planning to hang it at the warehouse entrance the next day.

It was placed together with that old plaque and that bronze plaque.

Three things, three names, two families, a century-old friendship.

He suddenly realized that his position as Minister of Security was well worth it.

Not only did they save the building, but they also preserved these odds and ends that could never be lost.