She picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of tea, and placed it in front of him.

Yan Zhuoxu glanced sideways and nodded slightly.

"As is customary, I should begin by visually examining you."

He had already observed her expression, complexion, and gait; only... tongue diagnosis remained.

His gaze swept over her lips.

After she drank his medicine, her lips were no longer as pale as when they first met.

Instead, her skin is rosy and plump, always with a smile on her face.

It is full of vitality.

Extremely...moving.

Yan Zhuoxu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He recited the Heart Sutra several times in his mind, his expression clearing again, and said in a calm voice, "Benefactor, please open your lips so that this humble monk can examine your tongue."

Shen Zhiyi looked at his indifferent eyes and brows, a faint blush spreading across the tips of her ears.

But she nodded obediently, "Mmm."

She changed her posture.

She rose slightly, knelt on the prayer mat, leaned towards him, opened her lips, and slowly stuck out the tip of her tongue.

She seemed afraid he wouldn't be able to see clearly.

She then slightly raised her chin and tilted her face upwards.

Her waistline slumped, wrapped in soft silk, easily outlining her curves.

Her trembling eyelashes slowly parted, revealing shimmering, watery eyes that gazed at him mistily.

Her cheeks flushed pink from the difficulty breathing.

Yan Zhuoxu's dark eyes narrowed sharply.

The air suddenly became unbearably hot.

He suddenly stood up, knocking over a teacup with his wide sleeves, splashing tea onto his robes, but he didn't notice at all. He was only focused on clenching his knuckles and turning away to avoid looking.

"You...you don't need to get so close."

Shen Zhiyi withdrew her tongue and remained kneeling there, tilting her head in confusion.

"The candlelight inside is dim; how can the master see clearly without getting closer?"

"Besides..."

She moved closer to him, gently tugging at the hem of his robe, and said, "After examining the tongue, isn't there still the auscultation diagnosis?"

"Master...you still need to smell me."