Lin Feng continued watching the woman as she busily attended to her patients.
She seemed completely absorbed in her work, moving from one patient to another without showing the slightest sign of impatience.
Whether it was an elderly villager complaining about joint pain or a child suffering from an injury, she treated everyone with the same patience and care.
A few minutes later, however, she finally noticed the unfamiliar gaze directed at her.
Han Xiangrui raised her head, and her eyes met Lin Feng's.
For a brief moment, a flicker of recognition passed through her beautiful eyes.
She seemed slightly surprised to see him standing there, but she quickly composed herself and returned her attention to the patient before her.
A young child was sitting in front of her with a broken hand, and she carefully examined the injury before beginning to treat it.
Lin Feng smiled faintly.
So she still recognizes me.
The village healer's name was Han Xiangrui.
