The Demon Doctor was an old man who looked rather kind.
Upon hearing this, he stepped forward and said respectfully to Song Xiwei, "Your Excellency, there is no need to be afraid. My medical skills are still quite good. If you are feeling unwell, you should seek treatment as soon as possible and not delay."
"Um, I'm really not sick, I don't need to have my pulse taken..."
Song Xiwei was unsure of the demonic doctor's cultivation level. If she, disguised as a man, encountered someone with superb medical skills, she would be able to easily discover her secret once they made physical contact and took her pulse.
She simply couldn't understand why, when it was clearly Aoqian who was ill, the illness had now fallen on her.
She shook her head in resistance, while simultaneously hiding behind Ao Qian. "I don't need to see it, really, Your Majesty. If you don't want to see the Demon Doctor, you don't need to force me to go!"
Ao Qian sighed as he listened to Song Xiwei's complaints. He turned around and met Song Xiwei's clear eyes. "You've seen the other fellow disciples..."
Ao Qian paused for a moment, then made his point clear, gesturing from the waist down, "Below this point, have you seen anything like it?"
Song Xiwei found Aoqian's question quite strange. "Of course I've seen it. It's just legs, isn't it? As long as you have legs, how could you not see them..."
"No, I meant the situation you just described where I seemed abnormal. Actually, your fellow disciples are probably the same as me. If you are different from me and them, you could indeed have the Demonic Healer examine you..."
Aoqian really didn't know how to say it in a way that would save Song Xiwei's face.
After all, no man is immune to the need to save face.
Even though Song Xiwei's mind was slow, she eventually recovered.
She had never been in contact with the opposite sex since she was a child, and had no idea that Aoqian's situation was actually something that only normal men would experience. No wonder Aoqian reacted that way when he looked at her.
That was close; we almost got caught.
"Um, I, I'm just not as obvious as you, but it's not much different. There's really no need to see the Demon Doctor." Song Xiwei was afraid that if, besides taking her pulse, someone noticed something was wrong and suggested that she take off her clothes, then all her efforts would be wasted.
Ao Qian looked at Song Xiwei suspiciously, "You..."
"Your Majesty, I don't like others touching me," Song Xiwei pleaded with Aoqian.
She remembered that Aoqian was similar to her; they were the kind of people who responded better to gentle persuasion than force.
Sure enough, Ao Qian's expression softened, and his gaze towards her was no longer as insistent as before. "Never mind."
He looked up at the demonic healer and said, "Step back."
After the demonic doctor left and confirmed that he wouldn't be coming back, Song Xiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked up and saw that Aoqian was staring at her from the waist down, as if he was troubled by something.
Startled, Song Xiwei quickly covered herself...
The sleeves were wide enough to cover everything completely.
"What are you doing?" Song Xiwei asked warily, afraid that Aoqian was still not giving up.
"Should we... have a competition?" Aoqian hesitated for a moment before asking.
"What are we comparing?" Song Xiwei was completely confused.
"Didn't you just say that we're about the same? We need to compare to know more comprehensively, and if there's a real problem, it won't be easy to delay treatment."
Aoqian's tone was very serious.
Song Xiwei almost vomited blood. Why couldn't she get over this?
"You! How can you do this to the person you love?" Song Xi retorted, her face slightly flushed.
We must get rid of this strange idea of Aoqian's.
Aoqian was puzzled. Why was he suddenly talking about his sweetheart again?
"??"
"Your Majesty previously said that you only love the one you cherish, and that you would consider the affections of others as a burden. So, since you can reject the affections of others for the sake of your beloved, why are you now comparing these things with me? Doesn't that mean you have to be completely honest with me? If your future beloved finds out, won't she think you're a promiscuous person? Aren't you afraid that she'll feel uncomfortable because of this?"
Ao Qian: "!!!"
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