Passing directly through the kitchen at the back, there was a courtyard behind with several rooms tiled with porcelain. Yin Xiaofan walked straight into one of these rooms and saw the little girl lying on the bed resting. Upon seeing Yin Xiaofan, she quickly sat up.
"Xiaomei, this doctor wants to see you," the middle-aged woman said to the little girl. "Say what you've been told to say, and just do that."
"I know, Mom," the little girl nodded.
"Don't be nervous," Yin Xiaofan said with a smile. "When I extend my hand, let me feel your pulse."
She hadn't been checked yesterday, but he had returned today. Although Xiaomei was a bit puzzled, she was a sensible person and honestly extended her wrist.
Yin Xiaofan placed his hand on Xiaomei's pulse and began the diagnosis.
"Doctor, what's going on?" the middle-aged man quickly asked.
"No major issues," Yin Xiaofan replied and turned to Guan Lingyu. "Did you get the medicine?"
