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  Mr. Song is already 80 years old and a veteran of the Republic. Although he has retired from the front line for many years due to physical reasons, he still holds significant weight in politics and is the pillar of the Song family. If Mr. Song were not around, the Song family's days would likely be much more difficult. Therefore, seeing his recent deteriorating health, everyone in the Song family is worried.

  Mr. Song likes quietness and lives alone in the backyard with only a nanny and two bodyguards accompanying him.

  The backyard is very quiet, as if it were independent of the hustle and bustle of the city, giving people a sense of being in a utopia. As soon as Song Baiyu stepped into the backyard, he felt the cool breeze on his face, and his mood also became unexpectedly calm.

  Two bodyguards saw Song Baiyu's siblings enter the backyard, they gave a standard military salute to Song Baiyu and his siblings before letting the nanny lead them into the house.

  The room is spacious and bright, with a wall opposite the door hanging a few large characters "至虚极守静笃" in bold font. The strokes are like falling rocks, the dots like summer clouds, the hooks like bent gold, the slashes like shooting arrows, with a sense of grandeur. However, the room is filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine, which comes from a thermos bottle on a tea table beside the bed, full of Chinese medicine.

  The old man was originally lying in bed, seeing Song Baiyu and his siblings arrive, with the help of the nanny, he sat up, his facial wrinkles relaxed, and his face excitedly sized up Song Baiyu and his siblings.

  "Yuan Qing, not bad, you've only been in Jinyang City for a few months and you're already standing firm. The old man took a look at the Song Baiyu siblings and said with satisfaction: "Baiyu, you're not bad either, you made great contributions to the ancient tomb robbery case in Nanyun County, Grandpa is happy for you guys."

  The old man had just finished speaking when he suddenly started coughing violently, his face flushing with a surge of blood. The nanny saw the situation and hastily ran to the back of the old man to pat his back and help him catch his breath.

  The nanny is about fifty years old, surnamed Liang. Song Baiyu and his siblings usually call her Aunt Liang. Aunt Liang has a kind face and not only is she kind-hearted but also hardworking. She has taken care of the old man for over twenty years and is highly respected by the Song family. Aunt Liang regards the Song family as her own, and loves Song Baiyu and his siblings even more.

  "Master's emotions can't be stirred up, once stirred up, he coughs badly." Liang Ayi explained patiently to Song Baiyu and his siblings while patting their backs.

  "Liang Yi, who is this Chinese medicine for?" Song Boyu's eyes fell on the Chinese medicine in the thermos flask and he asked softly.

  When Song Bo Yu suddenly asked this, everyone was a bit puzzled. After being patted on the back by Liang Yi for a while, Lao Ye's anger slowly dissipated. Lao Ye glared at Song Bo Yu and said in puzzlement: "Bo Yu, only Grandpa is uncomfortable in this house, so this medicine is naturally for Grandpa to take."

  "Grandpa, who prescribed you these medicines? They're too absurd." Upon hearing Grandpa's response, Song Baiyu said excitedly, "Grandpa can't take these medicines, they'll cause problems if he does."

  "What's wrong with you, child? How can you talk nonsense like that? These medicines were all personally fetched from the pharmacy by Aunt Liang for me. Could she possibly harm me?" Hearing Song Boyu's words, the old man glared at him angrily and scolded.

  Next to them, Liang Yi was also stunned. She looked at Song Baiyu in surprise, a flustered expression flashing across her eyes. Meanwhile, Song Yunqing lightly tugged on Song Baiyu's sleeve, signaling him not to speak rashly.

  Grandfather glared at him, and Song Baiyu's momentum suddenly dropped. He smiled bitterly: "Grandfather, you misunderstood. I was too excited and didn't explain clearly. The problem is not with the medicine itself, but rather that your physical condition doesn't allow you to take these medicines."

  "Since the medicine is correct, why can't I take it? You'd better explain it clearly to me. I'm the one who asked you, Aunt Liang, to find this prescription in the medical book. This prescription is a good remedy for treating cervical spondylosis." The old man listened to Song Boyu's explanation and his face looked much better, asking with great interest.

  "If I'm not mistaken, these medicines should include Astragalus, Peach Kernel, Salvia, White Peony, Rehmannia, Kudzu Root, Peking Spurge, Qin Jiao, Beeswax, Myrrh, and Rhizoma Cimicifugae, among the twenty-two medicinal materials?" Song Baiyu wrinkled his nose and asked with a smile.

  "How did you know that this bottle of medicine was made from these twenty-two Chinese herbs?" Hearing Song Baiyu's words, the old man's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly. His own grandson had just arrived home a while ago, how could he be so familiar with the ingredients of Chinese medicine?

  Liang Yi was also looking at Song Baiyu with a surprised face, because these Chinese medicines were all picked by her own hands and decocted by her own hands. She naturally knew the names of these Chinese medicines very clearly. Song Baiyu not only didn't say any wrong medicinal materials but also didn't make a mistake in the name of a single medicinal material.

  Song Baiyu had been a medicine boy for three years before learning to refine dan medicine, and later when he was practicing, he even studied the medicinal materials in the world thoroughly. If he couldn't even smell the taste of these simplest Chinese medicines, he would have lived in vain.

  "Grandpa, did I get the names of the medicines right?" Song Baiyu avoided answering his grandfather's question directly. Seeing his grandfather nodding, he continued: "If my memory serves me correctly, Grandpa also suffers from periodontitis caused by intestinal heat?"

  Upon hearing Song Bo Yu's words, the old man nodded again and his smile deepened. It wasn't a waste to have spoiled this grandson when he was young; surprisingly, he even remembered that he had periodontitis.

  "Grandpa, does your gum hurt?" Song Baiyu saw that his grandpa was staring at him eagerly, so he didn't continue speaking and instead asked with a smile.

  "Ouch." Upon hearing Song Baiyu's words, Old Man Song instinctively covered half of his cheek, for the pain from his gum inflammation was no ordinary pain. Only when he saw the sly smile on Song Baiyu's face did he laugh and scold, "You little brat, it's been a long time since I last spanked you, you've got some nerve, hurry up and continue."

  "Grandpa, the problem lies here. This prescription has a warm nature, and your periodontitis is caused by stomach heat, if you take these Chinese medicines directly, your periodontitis will definitely relapse." Song Baiyu saw that his grandpa was amused by him, after achieving his goal, he stopped teasing and directly pointed out the key to the problem.

  "Ah, is that really so?" As soon as Song Baiyu's words fell, the old man touched his gums with a lingering fear, he didn't want to suffer from periodontitis again.

  "You just ask any Chinese doctor and you'll know if I'm talking nonsense." Song Baiyu saw the disbelieving look on everyone's face, he smiled and said: "Grandfather, actually you don't need to drink these Chinese medicines, as long as I help you with a few traction treatments, your cervical spondylosis will recover immediately."

  "You little scamp, you've become quite formidable after not seeing each other for just over two years! Not only can you talk about Chinese medicine with such confidence, but you've even learned how to do traction?" The old man's eyes gleamed as he looked at Song Baiyu and said loudly, "Alright, I want to see what kind of skills you really have. Liang Ayi, pour out those Chinese medicines, I'll let Baiyu give me a traction treatment."

  As soon as Song Baiyu arrived home, the old man's smile was more than he had shown in a year. Liang Ayi was also very happy and without hesitation poured away the Chinese medicine she had spent half a day painstakingly brewing.

  Outside the courtyard, Song Xiao Lian and others heard the old man's hearty laughter coming from inside, their eyes filled with envy, it seems that the old man still favors Bo Yu after all.

  But Song Yuanching was also stunned when she saw her younger brother suddenly showing off his extraordinary ability to identify medicinal materials by smell, and she stared at Song Boyu with a strange gaze, as if looking at a stranger. However, seeing her younger brother chatting happily with their grandfather, she couldn't bring herself to ask the questions in her mind.