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The man's face was covered tightly with a mask, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes.

She is beautiful, but she looks lifeless, cold and dull, as if she doesn't interact with people much.

He didn't seem to like talking, so Yan Hanshu took the initiative to ask: "Where are you from? Why did you think of coming to the imperial capital at this time?"

July is the hottest time in the capital, with the highest temperature reaching over 40 degrees Celsius. However, many people from other places still come here to travel at this time every year.

Yan Hanshu thought he was here for tourism as well.

The man closed his eyes slightly, and did not answer her, perhaps because he was not feeling well or did not want to speak.

Seeing this, Yan Hanshu tactfully calmed down and stopped disturbing him.

Soon they arrived at Yanhe Hall. Yan Hanshu led the man to an inner room and poured him a cup of tea. "Please sit down for a while. I'll be back soon."

There was incense burning in the room, with a faint scent that smelled very comfortable.

The Yan family once had an ancestor who was a perfume maker. Although this custom had gradually declined in this generation, the Yan family members were still somewhat influenced and have always loved burning incense.

Whether in Yanhetang or at home, incense is indispensable.

Yan Hanshu had been gone for more than ten minutes, and the man in the room had been sitting quietly without moving at all. When she came back, she found that the tea on the table had not been touched, and the man's posture was exactly the same as when she left.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly at this man's strong willpower.

The incense lit in the room is called Yue Lan Renjian, which can help people calm down and relax their brain and body to the greatest extent.

Yan Hanshu's original intention was to relieve his tension so that it would be convenient for acupuncture, but he didn't expect that he was not affected at all.

She placed the small needle bag on the table and opened it: "I'll give you acupuncture first. The medicine is already boiling. You can drink it after it's finished."

After saying that, her slender fingers took out a golden needle as thin as an ox hair.

The man finally responded, raising his slightly dull eyes to look at her: "Are you coming?"

He knew Yan He Tang, and the level of traditional Chinese medicine there was top-notch in the country, so he followed the girl here, but he didn't expect that she would do it herself.

"Don't worry, I'm not using you as an experiment." Yan Hanshu seemed to see his concerns and said with a smile, "I have a medical license. Although I'm not very old, I've been in the industry for almost 20 years."

Even if he was not born in the Yan family, Yan Hanshu would still be outstanding.

Not only is he well-behaved and sensible, he has also been a top student since childhood.

She seemed to be born with a talent for learning. Even Yan Yan praised her for her extraordinary talent. He only taught her once how to make such complicated spices, and she was able to replicate them almost exactly.

Yan Hanshu has never had her IQ measured, but because she was a top student, people often compared her with the genius who died young when she was a student. There was even a weird CP between the two of them at the time.

A gifted girl from a family of traditional Chinese medicine x a gifted boy with a superb IQ and a rising star in scientific research

It’s a pity that the young genius is no longer with us, otherwise who knows what kind of story of powerful cooperation would be told today.

It's so strange. Ever since he last saw the news about the Fu couple in the newspaper, the image of that young man always appeared in Yan Hanshu's mind unconsciously.

She calmed herself down and attributed her unusual reaction to her regret for the deceased.

The man's eyes fell on the girl who was disinfecting the golden needles and he paused for two seconds: "Do you need to take off your clothes?"

It seems like a nonsense question.

Of course you have to take off your clothes for acupuncture, otherwise where would you insert the needle?

However, with Yan Hanshu, everything seemed possible. She smiled and said, "You don't have to take it off if you don't want to."

After becoming familiar with the acupuncture points on the human body when she was young, she practiced blindfolded acupuncture in order to improve herself. Later, she could control the position and strength to the exact degree, and inserting needles through clothes was not a difficult task.

After that, the room became quiet.

About half an hour later, after Yan Hanshu removed all the needles from his body, the man looked like he had been fished out of the water, with a small stain of sweat even on the ground.

"You have heat toxins. I have helped you get rid of them all. Do you feel better?"

Hearing this, the man looked at his arm. The disgusting little bump had disappeared, leaving only a faint mark.

He pursed his lips subconsciously, and whispered slowly, "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

The Chinese medicine was boiled and brought over. Yan Hanshu took it and put it on the table to wait for it to cool down. He reminded him, "It's best not to go out during this period. If you have nothing to do, go back to your original place as soon as possible. The weather in the imperial capital is not suitable for you to stay."

When they met previously, Yan Hanshu accidentally touched his hand, and his first reaction was that his body temperature was very low.

He should live in a place where the temperature does not exceed ten degrees all year round. Once the temperature exceeds what his body can withstand, he will have various uncomfortable reactions like he is now.

As expected, Yan Hanshu did not get a response after she said this. She thought to herself that she had finally met someone who talked less than her brother Yan.

The next moment, she turned her head and found that the man had been looking at her.

Yan Hanshu was stunned for a moment, still wondering if there was something on his face, and then he heard the man's clear and clean voice slowly utter three words: "Nanzhou Island."

He said, “I live there.”

"Nanzhou Island?" Yan Hanshu wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Isn't it a place that is covered in ice and snow all year round and rarely visited by people, and whose exact location cannot be found and is listed in the top ten unsolved mysteries? ?

Yan Hanshu always felt that this place was made up by people. After all, no one had ever been there, and there was very little relevant information.

"You're not kidding?"

The man's eyes were as calm as a pool of dead water, and he didn't seem to understand her question: "Is this funny?"

This time it was Yan Hanshu who remained silent.

For the acupuncture and a prescription of Chinese medicine, Yan Hanshu rounded off the price and only charged him three hundred yuan.

Before leaving, Yan Hanshu looked at the man's tall figure and suddenly called him.

The pair of cold, dull, lifeless beautiful eyes looked over: "Anything else?"

Yan Hanshu didn't know why she called him. Maybe it was because his eyes and his whole temperament made her feel very familiar.

She opened her lips and asked, "Is Nanzhou Island... far away?"

"Will it take you long to get back?"

I don't know why, but his back looks so lonely.

Lonely and desolate, as if I had been wandering alone for a long time.

Yan Hanshu never believed in fate before, but she always remembered those cold and empty eyes.

From the age of ten to twenty-two, she had been searching for the person with similar eyes to his in the vast crowd.

The gentle and bright girl was like the most dazzling sun in the sky. She looked at him deeply, as if she was looking for the shadow of another person through his skin.

The man's dark pupils narrowed slightly and he replied, "Very far away."