"My name is He Jingtian, born in a remote mountain village called He Family Temple."
He Jingtian held a coffee spoon, gently stirring his coffee.
His expression was focused, as if lost in reminiscence and contemplation.
Angel felt that the He Jingtian in front of her was both unfamiliar and distant, yet she didn't dare to interrupt, quietly listening.
"Do you know why I'm called Jingtian?"
When He Jingtian asked this question, he didn't truly intend to hear the answer from Angel's mouth.
So, without waiting for Angel to speak, he answered himself: "Jingtian is the name of an herbal medicine, and my He Family has practiced medicine for generations."
At this point, He Jingtian looked at Angel with a burning gaze, his voice deep, "Our He's Medical Hall used to be the best in the entire County."
Angel's eyes suddenly widened.
