The patient was a petite and adorable girl, about 160 cm tall, dressed in a green skirt.
She pushed open the door and whispered, "Tea-teacher, I'm a freshman, and my stomach feels uncomfortable..."
"Your stomach?" Liu Nanwei put down her magazine. "Fill out the basic information, then come over. I'll take your pulse."
The girl in the green dress hesitated for a moment, wrote down her name, class, and phone number, then extended her arm.
Xu Lai shook his head. He could tell at a glance that this girl, Zhao Xixi, was faking it.
Liu Nanwei was a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. After five minutes of examination, she stated with a cold expression, "There's nothing seriously wrong with you. Just go back and get some rest."
"Huh?"
