Teng Erniang peeked her head into the house.
"Hey? Where's he?"
Shen Zhiyi was tidying up the dried herbs when she tilted her head towards the backyard. "The person is awake and chopping wood in the backyard."
After saying that, she suddenly felt her hand getting a little sore.
He put down the herbs and looked at his palm with some confusion.
Why is it so easy now?
I just took some herbs, it shouldn't be this tiring, right?
"Oh my, that's perfect timing! You're already working? Looks like you're in good health!" Teng Erniang leaned over, winking and asking, "Have you found out where you're from? How old are you? What's your family situation?"
Shen Zhiyi chuckled.
"Second Aunt, he's just a patient."
"Oh, who cares if he's sick or not? Once he's in our Yun Shen Village, we're all one family!" Teng Erniang said with a smile, holding her handkerchief. "If you ask me, it's the young people in our village who we know well."
"The one I told you about last time, he's a relative of the village chief!"
“He only came to our village once to deliver herbs, and he took a liking to you from afar! Your second aunt has checked him out for you; the young man is handsome, has good character, and his family is well-off…”
"Second Aunt," Shen Zhiyi interrupted, both amused and exasperated, "Is there anything else?"
"I need to see a doctor."
Teng Erniang sighed, "Alright, you go ahead and do your work, I'll come again next time."
She peeked her head into the backyard again.
Still finding nothing, they left the pharmacy with considerable regret.
The young people who had been gathered outside sighed and left silently.
Shen Zhiyi then examined the two people again.
While taking his pulse, I suddenly felt my hands were sore and weak, and my back was covered in a fine sweat, making my breathing erratic.
So tired...
What happened?
My hands are sore, my arms are sore, and even my back is a little uncomfortable.
She was just sitting down taking her pulse, why did she make such a fuss?
"Dr. Shen, are you alright?" the patient asked worriedly. "Your face is a little red, and you're sweating on your forehead. Could it be... that you caught it from me?!"
"It's nothing." Shen Zhiyi shook her head. "She was probably tired from gathering herbs. She'll be fine after a rest."
"I'll prescribe some herbal medicine for you. Go back and take it as prescribed, and you'll get better soon."
After seeing the patient off, her legs went weak, and she leaned against the door, panting softly.
The thin layer of sweat on his back almost soaked through his clothes.
She took her own pulse, and her doubts deepened.
She's perfectly healthy...
Could it be a side effect of the Heartbreak Spell?
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