Lily Carter looked at Dr. Bennett and asked, “Even you can’t cure him?”

Dr. Bennett glanced at Lily Carter, shook his head, and said, “A person’s memories and thoughts are truly mysterious. When he’ll recover his memory depends on fate alone…”

Lily Carter felt a bit disappointed. Even Dr. Bennett was helpless against his soul-loss, and in the whole Lingzhou City, even the entire Chen Kingdom, there were hardly any doctors more skilled than him.

She also remembered everything Dr. Bennett had just said.

That guy she’d knocked into amnesia was tied to the inheritance of medical knowledge, to the common people… The more that was at stake, the greater her sense of guilt.

A deep look of self-blame appeared on her face.

Grace Carter knew she wanted to cure him, so he didn’t mind her cursing him earlier. He spoke up: “Miss Carter, you don’t need to blame yourself. Dr. Bennett said it depends on fate. Maybe one day, when fate arrives, I’ll wake up, drink a cup of hot water, and just remember everything.”

Lily Carter was taken aback, her gaze toward him changing slightly, but she still curled her lips and said, “If hot water could cure illnesses, what would we need doctors for?”

“That’s not quite right…” Grace Carter shook his head and said, “Drinking hot water not only keeps your stomach healthy, prevents colds, detoxifies and beautifies, but also helps relieve period pain…”

In Grace Carter’s generation, drinking hot water had already become a tradition.

When your period comes, drink more hot water.

Feeling sad or upset, drink more hot water.

Headache or cold, drink more hot water.

Diarrhea, drink more hot water.

…

No matter what hurts or what illness you have, a simple ‘drink more hot water’ could solve it. Except for the risk of losing your girlfriend, there was hardly anything wrong with this advice.

That whole spiel just now—he often saw it in articles shared on his WeChat feed.

Dr. Bennett nodded and said, “The young man makes sense. The Inner Canon says, ‘When illness comes, treat it with decoctions.’ Mencius also once said…”

When Lily Carter heard “detoxifies and beautifies,” her heart skipped a beat, but she didn’t catch the rest and asked, “Helps with what pain…?”

“Nothing.” Grace Carter shook his head.

He’d just blurted it out. Even in modern times, that wasn’t something you’d discuss with a girl face-to-face, let alone now—he’d be seen as a pervert for sure.

Dr. Bennett chimed in, “The young man is right. When a woman’s ‘heavenly water’ comes, drinking more hot water is indeed very beneficial…”

“Shameless!”

Lily Carter’s face instantly turned crimson. She shot Grace Carter a fierce glare and quickly walked out.

Emily Walker blushed, glanced at Grace Carter with a hint of reproach, and followed her out of the room.

Sophie covered her face and ran out. As she stepped through the door, she nearly tripped over the threshold…

Grace Carter looked innocently toward the door.

Countless ancestors had struggled against all kinds of ailments and suffering to come up with the advice “drink more hot water.” What a precious piece of wisdom—why didn’t they appreciate it?

Besides, “heavenly water” was something Old Man Bennett said. What did it have to do with him…

Grace Carter turned to look at Dr. Bennett. He saw that his hair and beard were all white, his face thin and clear, with an immortal’s bearing…

Even when he’d said that just now, he’d sounded like he was discussing something ordinary, without any lewd expression. Perhaps, in his eyes, there was no distinction between men and women, so there was nothing shameless about it…

Outside in the courtyard, Lily Carter’s face was no longer so red, but she looked troubled and said, “If he really can’t remember the past, what should we do?”

Even Dr. Bennett needed his help. The more she got to know Grace Carter, the more clearly she realized just how big a mess she’d made back then…

“Don’t worry, there will definitely be a way…” Emily Walker knew she’d done it for her sake, but worrying wouldn’t help, so she changed the subject: “Even Dr. Bennett just said, um, at that time, drinking hot water helps a bit. Do you… do you want to try it?”

Every time her period came, Lily Carter would get stomach pains. It wasn’t unbearable, but it was still uncomfortable.

She wanted to solve this problem, but just thinking about that guy saying something so embarrassing to her made her cheeks flush again. She said, both shy and angry, “I’m not listening to him!”

Even after returning home and locking herself in her room, the blush on her face hadn’t faded.

She walked to the table, poured a glass of water, brought it to her lips, but quickly put it down again.

She glanced toward the door and said, “Lucy, come in for a moment.”

A maid walked in from outside and asked, “Miss, what is it?”

Lily Carter thought for a moment and said, “Go get me a cup of hot water.”

…

Grace Carter was very idle—so idle that he wasn’t used to it.

Maybe he’d just been busy for too long before, with studies, with life, with work. In his previous life, it seemed he’d never had a moment’s rest.

But in this unfamiliar world, he really didn’t know what he should be busy with.

Studies? No need. Work? Not at all. Life? He had food, drink, and a place to live—he didn’t have to do anything at all. Why did it feel like he was being kept?

He was so idle that he squatted in the courtyard watching ants move house.