The doctor corrected her, "It's not an allergy, you're poisoned by the medicine!"

When Xia Zhichu heard this, his face turned extremely ugly.

The dishes she ordered were all her daily meals, and she had asked the waiter to use less oil and salt and not add any irritating ingredients to avoid triggering Si Nianchu's asthma attack.

Logically, there shouldn't be anything wrong with the food, so where does the problem lie?

Just when Xia Zhichu was at a loss for words, the doctor spoke up and cleared her doubts, "What medicine did you use on this wound?"

Xia Zhichu remembered the bottle of ointment given by the "waiter" and took it out of her purse and gave it to the doctor.

"I used this burn medicine."

The doctor took it, looked at the ingredients, opened the lid and smelled it, then suddenly frowned and asked, "Who prescribed this ointment?"

Xia Zhichu asked, "The waiter at the restaurant gave it to me. He said it's very effective for burns. When I first applied it, the pain disappeared quickly and the redness and swelling also faded."

The doctor returned the ointment to Xia Zhichu and warned, "Don't use it anymore. This ointment contains alcohol and some allergenic fragrances. It will be effective at first, but after relieving the pain, it will also cause some sequelae."

"Your situation is good, and you didn't scratch randomly. Otherwise, the more you scratch, the more itchy it will become, and the wounds will continue to spread until your whole body is covered."

After hearing what the doctor said, Xia Zhichu broke out in a cold sweat.