"Her illness is different from yours, but the treatment methods are somewhat similar."
"By the way, you looked for me so suddenly, what's the matter?"
Zhao Tienan casually said and then immediately changed the subject.
"I... I've thought it over. I'm willing to try the treatment method you suggested."
Li Wanqing bit her lip lightly, mustering all her courage, she finally spoke up.
There was no choice; the Cold Poison in her body was too domineering.
It had already tormented Li Wanqing to the point of exhaustion, and she knew she had to take this step to survive.
"Oh, okay, I understand."
"I can prescribe the medicine for you right away, but may I ask, have you found a man to be the medicinal guide?"
Zhao Tienan nodded, seemingly inadvertently asking.
"Uh, no."
