"What's with that expression? What's wrong with referring to my master's notes when you encounter a difficult case? Is there a problem?"
Seeing Tingyu's expression, which seemed ready to explode at any moment, Molan coughed awkwardly, "...Don't misunderstand, I don't know much about traditional Chinese medicine. When I heard that you were going to refer to medical books, I felt like I was cramming at the last minute. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Tingyu: "......What do you mean by cramming at the last minute? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, and don't question my medical skills."
This woman is infuriating! From the time he graduated until now, no one has dared to question his medical books. Cough cough... Of course, there are exceptions, they've all been poisoned by him.
Mo Lan looked at Ting Yu's puffed-up cheeks and said, "Calm down, calm down. I didn't mean anything by it. If you want to think it over, then think it over. It won't make a difference if you wait a day or two. I'm not in a hurry."
She just didn't want her older brother to be snatched away by a night owl. Thinking of Karen, Mo Lan looked at the silent Hua Fengyu beside her. Should she ask him what he thought?
She considered herself an open-minded girl, and even if her older brother went astray, she could accept it and even try to persuade her father.
Hua Fengyu seemed to sense something. He paused for a moment when he saw his sister looking at him, and a hint of unease, which he tried hard to hide, appeared on his pale face.
“Sister, don’t worry. Brother Tingyu’s medical skills are superb. It is a doctor’s duty to carefully consider the medicine. Brother’s illness has been going on for a while, so there’s no need to rush.”
Mo Lan nodded. "Yes, that makes sense."
Perhaps because Hua Fengyu felt guilty, he left after exchanging a few words, saying he would come back for lunch.
Watching her elder brother's departing figure, Mo Lan stroked her chin and said softly, "Just say what you have to say. You don't need to hide anything from me."
"Cough cough..."
Tingyu had just picked up her teacup and taken a sip when she suddenly heard those words, and before she knew it, she choked. Thinking about the pulse she had diagnosed, as a doctor, aside from feeling a little strange, she had no other thoughts. Everyone has their own preferences; she only treated illnesses and didn't concern herself with anything else.
However, he still felt somewhat embarrassed to tell a woman the diagnosis.
"What did you say? I already told you, we need to carefully consider the medication."
"You should know what I'm asking, why are you trying to dodge the question?" Mo Lan rolled her eyes at him. "Don't hold back, just tell me, I'm listening."
Tingyu looked at Molan in surprise. Did she know everything?
As a doctor, once he takes the pulse, it's almost impossible to hide any symptoms or discomfort from the body from him.
"Do you know something?" If he were to tell Mo Lan that her older brother was gay, would he still be able to leave the mountain unscathed?
"Just tell me the diagnosis results. When did you become so long-winded, you doctor?" Mo Lan glared at him, annoyed, while inwardly sighing. Perhaps this older brother really couldn't be kept.
"Ahem... Let me make this clear first, I'm just a doctor. Treating patients and saving lives is a doctor's duty, and explaining the symptoms is also my responsibility. You can't verbally attack me or physically harm me just because you can't accept the results..."
Before Tingyu could finish her rambling, Molan interrupted her.
"Get to the point. All this nonsense. I really don't know how Qin Su can put up with you."
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