The room wasn't large, and upon entering, you could immediately smell the strong scent of herbal medicine...
A thin curtain divided the room in half, and through it, a shadow could be seen sitting upright. Lingling couldn't stand people who hid mysteriously like this. She was about to stride forward when Tang Qingxue reached out to pull her back and pointed to the floor. Lingling looked down to see a conspicuous red warning line beneath the curtain. Only then did she remember the butler's earlier warning.
Glancing up, she saw the anxiety in Tang Qingxue's eyes, and Lingling obediently stepped back.
"Honorable doctor, hello! My name is Tang Qingxue, I am..."
"Sit down and put your hand inside!"
Tang Qingxue's words were cut off before she could finish, her face turned slightly red as she silently sat on a wooden chair in front of the curtain. Through a round hole in the curtain, she extended her arm inside. After a while, she felt two cold fingers pressed on her pulse...
