The medicine isn't working?
Li Xu asked.
Ma Xinhong complained, "Not at all, Doctor Li. Not only has *that* not gotten better, but I actually feel worse. My head's been constantly dizzy, I feel weak all over, and I'm incredibly sleepy. I'm just completely lethargic. On top of that, my breath smells even worse, it's uncomfortable when I urinate—there's a burning sensation, and it has a strong, foul smell. I just feel awful all over."
Li Xu frowned upon hearing this.
'Based on what Ma Xinhong is saying, this is clearly the result of the wrong medicine or a misdiagnosis.'
'Otherwise, how could the treatment not only be ineffective but also create so many new problems?'
'In any case, I need to make my own diagnosis first.'
"Stick out your tongue so I can have a look."
Li Xu said.
Ma Xinhong obliged and stuck out his tongue.
Li Xu observed it carefully. The body of the tongue was red, with a yellow, greasy coating that was especially thick at the root.
