Chapter 68 - Did I Drink an Antique?
“In traditional Chinese medicine, observing, listening, inquiring, and feeling the pulse are enough to determine someone’s health,” Song Mian nodded.
At Song Mian’s level, a glance at a person’s face was enough to determine their health. Compared to Western medicine who only looked at data, traditional Chinese medicine was more detailed. However, reaching that level was difficult.
“I’ll have Song Qian get you some medicinal soup. Take it according to schedule after you go back.”
“Is there any problem with me?” Yun Xiangxiang got nervous immediately.
You have Gonghan [1], but it’s not serious. You still need to recuperate though.” Song Mian answered.
Women in this era would more or less have Gonghan. There was just too much great food that was cold in nature. Those that could resist the temptation simply weren’t human.
Yun Xiangxiang even fell into a pond when she was little. Every time the time of the month came, her lower abdomen bloated even if it did not hurt. She would be listless for a few days. She had already wanted to search for a cure from a doctor that practised Chinese medicine. She didn’t expect to have a miracle working doctor to make her prescriptions.
“Thank you,” Yun Xiangxiang wouldn’t reject it.
“Xiangxiang,” Song Qian’s voice suddenly rang our behind her. It made her jump.
“Please be considerate of the feelings of a mortal like me, young masters,” Yun Xiangxiang complained.
Song Qian smiled at her sweetly, “Let’s go. I’ll show you around.”
“Can’t we just leave right now?” Yun Xiangxiang lowered her voice to ask.
“It wouldn’t be too nice. You have to say goodbye to the young master yourself.” If I leave with you just like that, I would probably get taken off the Song Family’s family tree! Song Qian criticized silently in her heart. “On top of that, the young master ordered us to get your medicine.”
Yun Xiangxiang also thought that it was impolite that way, “Alright, we’ll take a stroll.”
Yun Xiangxiang said to Song Qian after a few steps, “Call Song Yao and ask him to make a lunch that mortals can eat.”
She would have to stay for lunch at this rate. Yun Xiangxiang already had a lingering fear of golden melons. She didn’t want the dining table to be full of food that would cost a house for every bite!