Unable to find the poisons hidden by Old Liu within the Medical Hall, Fang Yi felt exceptionally depressed and sat alone in the courtyard, brooding beneath a century-old camphor tree.
The weather was sweltering, the intense heat almost unbearable. Guó Yuán, a young clerk at the Medical Hall, had just finished sorting through a newly arrived batch of medicinal herbs in the storeroom. Soaking in sweat and aching all over, he had come out for a breath of fresh air, resting in the shade not far from the camphor tree.
Finding the breeze outside insufficiently cooling, he snapped off a dead banana leaf from a plant in the corner to use as a fan, vigorously fanning his face.
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