"Don't you know I'm Dao Xuzi's apprentice?" Yang Ruxin frowned.
"I know." Xu Shifei nodded, "But I sought out some famous doctors before, none could cure it completely, so I thought..."
"Heh." Yang Ruxin let out a cold laugh, "I don't know if you're smart or a fool."
Xu Shifei touched his nose, her implication should be that he's a fool, right?
"If it weren't for me, madam, doing good and meddling in others' business, Xu Zhengya, that silly girl, would be utterly lost, and you would die with regrets." Yang Ruxin stood up, "Luckily you're in good health, so before I go to the capital, start coming to me for acupuncture tomorrow, you'll be cured in about seven days."
"Madam..." Xu Shifei's eyes were slightly red.
"Alright, don't look like that; if you're moved, then serve me well." Yang Ruxin glared at him, "Once you're well, does it mean you can get married?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Shifei still shook his head: "Even without a hidden illness, I still can't marry her."
