After examining her through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation, Xiao Qingyin gave her diagnosis.

"You don't have liver disease, you just have yin deficiency and internal heat."

Yin deficiency with internal heat is composed of yin deficiency and internal heat.

Yin deficiency can lead to a decrease in secretions such as saliva and tears, resulting in dry mouth and tongue.

Excessive heat manifests as an overabundance of Yang energy, resulting in hot palms, soles, and chest, excessive sweating during sleep, insomnia, vivid dreams, and constipation.

They can also cause red palms.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Miaomiao's frustration vanished instantly.

"Father, I told you, you need to see a doctor!"

The Left Censor looked embarrassed.

"You're right, if you're sick you should see a doctor, you can't just figure it out on your own."

If he had seen it earlier, he wouldn't have been overthinking things and taking his daughter out to meet potential partners all the time.

It's really unacceptable to draw conclusions without understanding medicine.

He'll have to sell the coffin he secretly prepared later.

Xiao Qingyin prescribed a remedy for him.

"These medicines are available at Huimin Medical Center. Just take them according to the prescription. In the meantime, avoid eating too many warming and nourishing foods, such as beef, mutton, leeks, and longan. You can eat more foods that nourish yin and reduce internal heat."

The Left Censor silently noted it down.

To express his gratitude to Xiao Qingyin, he extended a warm invitation: "It's almost noon, why don't you have lunch at our residence before you leave?"

"good."

Xiao Qingyin stayed and had lunch with the father and daughter.

Halfway through the meal, a servant came to report: "Commander Fu has arrived, saying he is looking for Doctor Xiao."

Xiao Qingyin was a little surprised.

Xiao Yun urgently needs to speak with her, or...?

She glanced at Zuo Miaomiao, then at the Imperial Censor Zuo.

He wondered if she had heard that his future father-in-law was sick and was using this as an excuse to visit him.

Thinking this, she asked the Left Censor, "May I let Xiao Yun in?"

There was no reason for the Left Censor to refuse.

"sure!"

A short while later, a servant brought Fu Weiyun over.

"Xiao Yun, have you eaten? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?"

After greeting the Imperial Censor Zuo and Zuo Miaomiao, Fu Weiyun replied, "Sister, I had the cocoa butter you gave me last time made into liqueur-filled chocolates. I wanted to give them to you to try."

The cocoa butter he mentioned was sent back from Southeast Asia by Qiu San Niang. She kept some and gave the rest away.

Fu Weiyun really liked the taste of cocoa and asked her what it was used for.

She listed all the foods that can be made from cocoa butter, including liqueur-filled chocolates.

Upon hearing this, she exclaimed with delight, "Let me see how it looks!"

Fu Weiyun placed the food box he was carrying on the table, opened the lid, and took out the food layer by layer.

Left Imperial Censor and Zuo Miaomiao, curious, craned their necks to look over.

Each layer contained a dozen or so small squares that were somewhere between brown and dark brown.

They come in all shapes and sizes.

They come in round, square, and even seashell shapes.

It has a slightly bitter yet extremely tempting aroma.

Are they all filled with liquor?

Xiao Qingyin asked.

Fu Weiyun chuckled: "The round ones aren't the ones with the center of the liquor."

Xiao Qingyin then placed the round one in front of the Imperial Censor Zuo, the seashell-shaped one in front of Zuo Miaomiao, and chose a square one for herself.

"Try them all and see if you like them."

The Left Censor swallowed hard.

"Does the liqueur-filled one contain alcohol?"

“Yes,” Xiao Qingyin replied, “but you are not fully recovered yet, so you cannot drink alcohol for the time being.”

Left Censor: "..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Weiyun asked in surprise, "Uncle is ill?"

The Left Censor nodded: "Yes, I'm a little feverish."

“Then you need to take good care of yourself,” Fu Weiyun comforted him. “I’ll give you some liqueur-filled chocolates when you’re better.”

The Left Censor was extremely tempted.

But thinking about how the other party was eyeing his daughter covetously, he didn't want to accept his sweet talk.

"This isn't a good idea. This thing is rare; you should keep it for yourself..."

Fu Weiyun chuckled: "The weather has been humid lately, and cocoa butter is hard to preserve. If it's not made into chocolate, it will just spoil. Consider this a way for me to use up some of my inventory."

After saying that, he added, "The filling is made with 20-year-old pear blossom white wine."

The Left Censor was immediately powerless to resist.

"Waste is indeed not good, so thank you in advance."

Zuo Miaomiao was a little dissatisfied.

Fu Weiyun is so mean; she always tries to tempt her father with pear blossom wine.

But as the chocolate melts in your mouth, the aroma of liqueur and cocoa butter blend together, making it easy to fall in love with it.

She didn't bother to settle accounts with Fu Weiyun, and instead focused on savoring the culinary feast.

The Left Censor initially thought the chocolate was a candy similar to maltose, but upon tasting it, he realized it wasn't.

This bittersweet, silky-smooth snack was so irresistible that he ate one piece and then another.

Before I knew it, I had finished half a box.

Turning my head, I saw my daughter looking completely absorbed, inhaling the faint aroma of wine in the air. I couldn't help but think, if it tastes this good even without wine, how delicious it must be with wine!

For a moment, I just wanted to ignore everything and take the medicine first.

But as soon as his hand reached for the food box in front of Miaomiao, it was slapped away.

"Dad, remember to follow the doctor's orders."

Zuo Miaomiao said expressionlessly.

The Left Censor withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Father just saw a flying insect there and wanted to shoo it away."

Zuo Miaomiao looked up at the sky.

How could there be flying insects when the sky is clear and blue?

They lie without even thinking it through.

Fu Weiyun smiled and said, "I will definitely save a portion for you, Uncle. Please get your health back first."

The Left Censor nodded repeatedly: "You're right."

After Xiao Qingyin and Fu Weiyun left, he thought about the chocolate-covered liquor while sighing.

Fu Weiyun is such a cunning fellow. He has even Fu Weiyun completely under his control. Miaomiao, who doesn't want to use her brain at all except for writing, would be completely at his mercy if she married him.

It's better to find a kind and honest son-in-law.

But looking at his daughter, who was completely engrossed in her liqueur-filled chocolates, he sighed.

Once Fu Weiyun has his eye on you, it's not so easy to escape.

This is really worrying.

Zuo Miaomiao was completely unaware of her father's troubles. Seeing him standing there motionless, she asked in confusion, "Dad, aren't you going to call someone to get the medicine?"

"Oh, oh." The Left Censor came to his senses. "I'll send someone over right away."

Zuo Miaomiao watched his retreating figure, feeling a little worried.

Could Dad be getting amnesia?

It seems I need to buy him more walnuts to boost his brainpower.

With that in mind, she had someone buy a large bag of dried walnuts that afternoon, sending most of them to her father and keeping only a little for herself.

I sit by the window at night, at the half-moon table, reading and eating walnuts.

Just as they were enjoying their meal, a soft "bang" came from the window.

She was startled.

He hurriedly looked out the window.

I thought it was the crow in the tree throwing stones again.

Unexpectedly, I saw Fu Weiyun with two dimples showing.

He was immediately furious.

"Do you know that trespassing is illegal?!"

Fu Weiyun walked to the window and leaned against the windowpane, saying, "I know, but I'm about to leave for Beijin. I don't know if I'll be able to come back. I wanted to see you before I left."