But since she had come, Zhong Lingling couldn't avoid it at this moment, not to mention, if she wanted to learn medicine, watching Doctor Zhao treat patients would surely help her learn faster.
Liu Lin sat down on the chair in the clinic.
Doctor Zhao sat across from Liu Lin and asked, "What seems to be the problem, young madame?"
"Recently, I don't know why, but I've been feeling dizzy and have no appetite," Liu Lin said, then suddenly glanced with ill intent at Zhong Lingling, who was studying by her side, with the corner of her mouth curving up. "Zhong Lingling, aren't you quite skilled at treating illnesses? Why don't you diagnose me then!"
"Me?" Zhong Lingling hadn't expected Liu Lin to actually ask her to treat someone.