Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

Zhou Chenyu had a medicine packet in his hand at some point, which he casually placed on the table before sitting down opposite Old Chen.

"Little girl, stretch out your hand, let me show you."

Su Fengnan glanced at Zhou Chenyu discreetly, her eyes full of questioning: Did you arrange this?

Zhou Chenyu instantly understood her meaning, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Old Chen rarely volunteers to treat patients, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh, okay." Su Fengnan smiled awkwardly and extended her hand as instructed.

Old Chen closed his eyes and focused his mind, placing his fingertips on his pulse. The room was silent for a moment, with only the occasional car horn outside the window, which made the room even more tranquil.

A moment later, Old Chen slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his hand. Zhou Chenyu and Su Fengnan's gazes both fell on him, waiting for what he would say next.

"Hmm, excessive worry has caused emotional distress, leading to deficiency of both qi and blood, coldness in the body, and severe overexertion. Little girl, health is the foundation of everything; you really need to take good care of your body." Old Chen paused, then added, "Just follow the prescription I gave you last time, take three doses first, and then adjust accordingly."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Chen," Su Fengnan replied obediently.

She had a vague feeling that Old Chen hadn't told her the whole story. These symptoms sounded like depression. Could it be that in her past life, she had suffered from the double pressure of family and studies, and secretly planned to elope with Yan Yun, causing her to develop these symptoms? If that were the case, it would be understandable that Yan Yun took advantage of her vulnerability in her past life, causing her to get stuck in a rut and be deceived.

Just as I was lost in thought, Old Chen's voice rang out again: "Have you bought the medicine?"

Before Su Fengnan could speak, Zhou Chenyu preemptively said, "I bought it for her when I got the medicine. It's right here. She came to pick up her medicine today." As he spoke, he pushed the medicine packet on the table forward.

Old Chen turned his gaze to Su Fengnan and instructed, "Soak it for fifteen minutes before boiling it. Boil three bowls of water down to one bowl, then boil it three times, mix it well, and drink it. Don't waste the medicinal herbs."

"I've got it." Su Fengnan nodded.

Zhou Chenyu rarely saw Su Fengnan so obedient. On the surface, she was gentle and compliant, but who knew that she was very stubborn at heart?

When the topic of decocting medicine came up, Su Fengnan suddenly realized—the money for the medicine hadn't been paid yet!

"Oh right, Brother Zhou, I haven't paid you back for the medicine you bought for me." She said, reaching for her wallet.

Zhou Chenyu quickly grabbed her hand and said, "No rush. You'll need to buy medicine later anyway, so we can settle it all at once."

He knew that Su Fengnan was currently strapped for cash and wanted to help her, but he was afraid of hurting her pride. If this stubborn girl directly said she didn't want the money, she definitely wouldn't accept it.

"Huh? Is that even possible?" Su Fengnan was a little confused.

Seeing her dazed and innocent look, Zhou Chenyu found it inexplicably cute: "It's a familiar pharmacy, so it's convenient to get the medicine. I'll prepare it for you next time, and we can settle the bill together."

Su Fengnan remained silent for a moment before finally nodding in agreement with reluctance. It would be good to have some time to spare; she was indeed short of money.

"Oh well."

Old Chen, who was standing to the side, saw through Zhou Chenyu's clumsy lie but did not expose it. Instead, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

After exchanging a few more casual words, Su Fengnan felt a little uncomfortable sitting there, so she got up to take her leave. She opened her cloth bag, took out a food container, and placed it on the table: "Mr. Chen, Brother Zhou, this is something I made myself. I don't know if it suits your taste, but it's just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't find it offensive."

Zhou Chenyu lifted the lid of the box, and a delicious array of colors, aromas, and flavors came into view. Curious, he asked, "What kind of fish is this? And what is this dish?"

"Pickled pepper stir-fried fish, hand-shredded spicy chicken, and refreshing wood ear mushrooms," Su Fengnan said with a smile. "You guys have a few to try. I have something to do at noon, so I won't bother you any longer."

Old Chen stared at the three boxes of vegetables, the aroma filling his nostrils, his mouth watering, but he managed to restrain himself from losing his composure: "They look delicious! The girl is so thoughtful."

Su Fengnan smiled slightly nervously and said nothing more.

"Keep the medicine safe, don't forget it." Zhou Chenyu handed the medicine packet to her.

"Okay." Su Fengnan took the medicine packet and stuffed it into the cloth bag. "Mr. Chen, Brother Zhou, I'll be going now. Goodbye."

Old Chen winked at Zhou Chenyu: "Young Yu, see the little girl off."

"Let's go." Zhou Chenyu was naturally more than happy to agree.

The two went downstairs, and Zhou Chenyu escorted her all the way to the entrance of the photo studio.

"Brother Zhou, no need to see me off, go back now."

"Su Fengnan, do you still have the ointment?" Zhou Chenyu suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Su Fengnan was taken aback. Following his gaze to her arm, she realized, "Oh, and it works quite well."

"Then I'll be going now, goodbye Brother Zhou."

"goodbye."

Zhou Chenyu watched her figure turn the corner and disappear from sight before turning back.

Ever since he realized that this girl might be his soulmate, he couldn't help but want to get closer to her and treat her well.

For many years, Zhou Chenyu has been indifferent and aloof to people and things, especially women, whom he avoids at all costs. No matter how many girls take the initiative to get close to him, he never gives them a second glance. Others don't understand and just think he is aloof and difficult to get along with.

The only person who could stir his emotions was his grandmother. But now, there was another, Su Fengnan, whose importance seemed quite different from that of his grandmother. He didn't know if this change was good or bad, but he willingly indulged in it.

As Zhou Chenyu was pondering this, he went upstairs and saw that Old Chen was already enjoying his meal, having already eaten a fish from the food container.

"You're back? This fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with no fishy smell at all. It's really good stuff." Old Chen couldn't stop eating, and he kept praising it in a muffled way.

Zhou Chenyu jokingly asked in a nonchalant tone, "Old Chen, how long has it been since you've had any meat or fish?"

"What do you know? This is genuine wild fish," Old Chen said, picking up a piece of fish and arguing righteously.

Zhou Chenyu raised an eyebrow and sat down unhurriedly. Old Chen glanced at him and casually tossed him a pair of chopsticks. Zhou Chenyu first tasted the fish, then picked up a piece of shredded chicken. As his eyes darted around, a slight stirring appeared in his heart—he had finally tasted this authentic Zijiang flavor again.

Since returning to Zijiang, he had never tasted the pure flavor of his childhood again. Today's bite not only evoked childhood memories but also made him feel, in a daze, the warmth of his mother's cooking from his childhood.

"Indeed, the taste is impeccable," Zhou Chenyu praised sincerely.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Chen's movements quickened instantly as he picked up food. Thus, the three dishes were quickly devoured amidst the two men's frantic, back-and-forth competition.

"Hmph, you little brat, you dare try to take it from me? Are you taking advantage of this old lady's slow hands and feet?"

"I earned it through my own hard work, so what?"

Old Chen glared angrily at Zhou Chenyu: "You have absolutely no respect for the elderly and care for the young!"

Zhou Chenyu casually wiped his mouth: "Okay, I'll let you win next time."

Old Chen snorted heavily and turned his head away, clearly still angry.

Actually, he was overjoyed. Although he loved spicy food, he couldn't handle too much oil and spice at his age. The two dishes Su Fengnan made were mild and mellow in spiciness, just right. Even an old man like him could eat them without any burden, and he was extremely satisfied.