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As time passed, Su Ling and Jun Yichen became increasingly in sync during their collaboration on herbal formulations.
One day, they worked together on the Spiritual Healing Pill, a task that was exceptionally intricate and complex, requiring both of them to be fully focused and attuned to each other.
Jun Yichen stood at the pharmacy counter, his posture tall and his expression intent. He held a pestle, gently grinding the herbs with steady and rhythmic movements, each action seemingly infused with a profound understanding of pharmacology.
The soft sound of the pestle striking the mortar echoed in the quiet pharmacy, resembling a harmonious melody.
Su Ling was nearby, meticulously adjusting the ratios and recording data. Her eyes were bright and determined as her delicate fingers skillfully manipulated various measuring tools, precisely blending different herbal powders together.
In the midst of this tense and busy process, their hands would occasionally brush against each other.
Each time this happened, a subtle current seemed to surge through them, stirring something within their hearts and causing an unmistakable blush to rise on their faces. Jun Yichen would slightly lift his head, his gaze inadvertently meeting Su Ling's; in that moment, time seemed to freeze, and an unusual sentiment filled the air.
Su Ling would shyly lower her head, her heartbeat quickening involuntarily, causing her movements to momentarily pause.
Jun Yichen always quietly observed Su Ling's state. When he noticed her looking somewhat fatigued after prolonged work, he would silently set aside his tasks and walk over to the tea table. Skillfully, he would pick up the teapot and brew a cup of hot tea for her.
The fragrant steam rose gently, filling the air with warmth. He carefully lifted the teacup and approached Su Ling, concern and tenderness evident in his eyes. "Su Ling, take a break for a moment and have some tea to refresh yourself."
Su Ling looked up at the teacup he offered her; the tea shimmered with a faint golden hue under the sunlight.
A wave of warmth surged through her heart as she accepted the cup, softly saying, "Thank you, Jun Gongzi."
Su Ling was equally concerned about Jun Yichen.
Whenever Jun Yichen was engrossed in solving a difficult problem, furrowing his brow and lost in thought, Su Ling would approach him with her unique insights to help alleviate his worries. She would lean slightly to one side, observing the materials and herbs laid out before him, and then softly share her thoughts.
Upon hearing her, a glimmer of surprise would often flash in Jun Yichen's eyes. He would look at Su Ling with admiration in his heart and say, "Su Ling, your ideas are truly remarkable; you are exceptionally wise."
In this back-and-forth interaction, their feelings blossomed like flowers quietly unfurling in the spring sun, becoming increasingly vibrant under the gentle caress of the breeze.
In their exchanged glances, there was a deepening affection and longing, yet they hesitated to voice their feelings due to shyness and restraint.
They buried this sentiment deep within their hearts, silently savoring it through the little moments of daily interaction, much like enjoying a fine wine—subtle yet lingering.
In the town, the owner of Hui Chun Tang, Zhao Fugui, had been navigating the pharmaceutical industry for many years and held himself in high regard.
His Hui Chun Tang once thrived in the town, but ever since Su Ling joined Ji Shan Tang, things began to change.
Ji Shan Tang's business flourished day by day, with customers praising the fresh herbs and unique methods of preparation that Su Ling brought.
Zhao Fugui's heart burned with jealousy; his narrow-mindedness could not tolerate the rise of Ji Shan Tang.
Thus, he secretly instructed his subordinates to conduct a covert investigation into Su Ling. These subordinates were all unscrupulous individuals who moved like shadows through every corner of Su Ling's life. They first lurked near her home, observing her every move and recording her daily outings and destinations.
Then they stealthily infiltrated the village, inquiring among the villagers about Su Ling's past—gathering details about her family background and daily activities with meticulous attention.
After a period of investigation, they discovered that Su Ling's knowledge of herbs before and after her amnesia was like night and day.
When this news reached Zhao Fugui, he was sitting in the dimly lit office of Hui Chun Tang, surrounded by piles of account books, yet he had no interest in reviewing them.
A glint of cunning flashed in his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile. He began to plot how to exploit this situation to his advantage.
Zhao Fugui paced back and forth in the inner chamber of Hui Chun Tang, his steps alternating between hurried and slow. His mind was consumed with schemes to frame Su Ling.
He thought that if he could completely drive Su Ling out of Ji Shan Tang, it would undoubtedly suffer a significant blow, allowing Hui Chun Tang to reclaim its dominant position in the town's medical industry.
He calculated that he could first spread rumors around town, claiming that Su Ling was a witch who had bewitched Jun Yichen with her sorcery, thus inciting suspicion and disdain among the townsfolk towards her.
Then, he would look for an opportunity to publicly expose Su Ling for stealing Ji Shan Tang's secret herbal formulas, leaving her with no way to defend herself.
To make his plan even more foolproof, he instructed his subordinates to fabricate some so-called "evidence," such as fake formula blueprints and witness testimonies. He mentally rehearsed his plan repeatedly, not overlooking any detail, as if he could already envision the scene where Su Ling was expelled from Ji Shan Tang, leaving it desolate while Hui Chun Tang was once again bustling with customers.
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