As his voice fell, a thin acupuncture needle was taken out and waved in front of her eyes.
Su Xingyue was startled and suddenly grabbed the arm of the man next to her.
Nan Yuling's figure flinched slightly...
Seeing the woman by his side shrink into his embrace out of fear, his thin lips couldn't help but curl up slowly...
The next moment, he pursed his thin lips and glanced at the mischievous old man!
"I was just joking with the young madam," the old traditional doctor immediately understood and put away the needle in his hand.
"The young madam's complexion looks quite good. I'll prescribe a few traditional Chinese medicine remedies. If you drink them twice a day, you'll recover much faster!"
Traditional Chinese medicine?
Upon hearing these two words, Su Xingyue couldn't help but speak up.
"Is it possible to take Western medicine instead?"
Traditional Chinese medicine is too bitter...