You can't just grab the wool from a single sheep.
So Ying Yinman only found out now that Qi Pan was sick.
Qi Pan shook his head slightly. "I'm not sick, why should I see a doctor? There's no need."
"But the Imperial Master..."
Ying Yinman said, "You don't look like you're healthy."
"How about asking Dean Xia to come over and take a look at you? Take your pulse?"
When he heard that he was asked to take his pulse again, Qi Pan suddenly got a stitch in the side and started coughing.
"Cough! Cough cough... No, don't cough, I'm not sick."
Seeing how resistant she was, Ying Yinman said.
"How about I take your pulse?"
"Although I haven't been learning for long, I still know how to take a pulse and do basic medical consultations."
"Since you don't want a doctor to see you and you keep saying you're not sick, why don't you let me take a look at you?"
Ying Yinman looked eager to try.
I wanted to use Qi Pan as a guinea pig to test the medical skills she had learned.
"Ahem...No need, I just drank the medicine."
Qi Pan suppressed the itch in his throat and said, "Dean Xia has already examined me and prescribed some medicine."
"I'll be fine after a few days of drinking. By the way, why did you finish class so early today?"
"Why are you here at this hour?"
Ying Yinman said, "Oh, as soon as I heard you were sick, I rushed over as soon as get out of class was over."
"I was worried for a while."
Qi Pan nodded, "By the way, could you please talk to Dean Xia and ask him to change the prescription?"
"The medicine is sour, bitter, and astringent. It's really hard to swallow."
When Qi Pan thought of the medicine he had just drunk, his face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.
Ah this......
Ying Yinman said, "Let me...try?"
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