Zhao Xuefeng wiped the sweat off his forehead and stood up. He walked to the window, opened it, and said, "Try not to keep the air conditioner too low. Breathing more fresh air is good for your condition."
Lin Tian nodded with a smile, "I understand, teacher."
"Alright, then I'll head back for now. It seems today's treatment was effective, so I won't prescribe any medicine for you. Western medicine has its advantages; just use that. I'll come again tomorrow for acupuncture."
After finishing, Zhao Xuefeng headed out the door.
When Zhao Xuefeng opened the door, he saw a group of people standing neatly in front of it.
"Mr. Zhao, how is Lin Tian?" Liou Qingcheng stretched her neck anxiously, looking into the room.
"He's recovering well; you can go in." With that, Zhao Xuefeng stepped aside, allowing Liou Qingcheng, Meng Nan, and others to enter.
