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"": "The face Luo Bin was comparing him to was Zhang Yunling's.
Setting aside what Luo Bin now knew about Zhang Yunling, in his memories, she had always been poised, gracious, educated, and considerate.
Of course, that old saying never failed: you could know someone's face without knowing their heart.
So once you knew the truth, you must never cling to wishful thinking.
Luo Bin hadn't.
No matter how badly his heart and spirit were wounded, he had simply borne it in silence. He hadn't naively imagined that Zhang Yunling was a good person at heart, or that he could change her.
But Luo Bin had never expected to see an old man who resembled Zhang Yunling so closely.
His eyes, brows, and the shape of his face were all far too similar.
He also practiced medicine-traditional Chinese medicine...
This old man was called Zhang Baijiao, and he lived in Cabinet Mountain Town...
What connection was there between them?
At that moment, Zhang Baijiao's gaze settled on Luo Bin's shoulder, and he sucked in a sharp breath.
"An injury this severe, and it's torn open too?"
Zhang Baijiao's voice was slightly hoarse, low, and unhurried, perfectly in keeping with his age and expertise.
"He was lucky nothing worse happened, but it's gotten a little infected. Please take a look right away." Yu Hao spoke faster, his tone more urgent, though it still carried a trace of respect.
That showed he wasn't merely a stocky brute. He had a brain.
It also showed that Zhang Baijiao held considerable standing in Cabinet Mountain Town.
Zhang Baijiao stepped out from behind the counter and pointed.
Li Yuan motioned for Luo Bin to go over.
Inside the ground floor of the wooden building, a bed stood against the wall. Its