Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1990 - 1747: The Benefactors Around Me (Part 3)
Huo Xueying responded with nods and ahs, watching Song Tan with a smile: "With Song Tan’s personality, when we used to ask about her hometown, she would always say it’s poor, boring, and has no scenery... so modest and reserved! But she brought us here for a serious pulse check, which proves your skills are high and definitely trustworthy."
Song Tan: ...
If you’d come a year earlier, you’d know I wasn’t lying!
Doctor Xiaoguo stifled a laugh, thinking no wonder even someone with Song Tan’s personality could get along with others—a sweet, slightly naive girl, who wouldn’t like that?
Huo Xueying stepped down, and Zheng Qu took her place. As Doctor Xiaoguo took his pulse, she raised an eyebrow: "Your health’s quite good."
Though there’s a bit of occupational strain, it’s nothing too serious, but the, um, more important aspect of a man’s health is still...
Ahem!
She reflected deeply: As a doctor, I shouldn’t focus just on those banners with phrases like "Admirable Prowess" in bold letters I’ve received!
Her expression was a bit complex, seeing this Zheng Qu, who could always read the room, smiled back:
"Prescribe whatever treatment and medication necessary, I’ll follow doctor’s orders."
The tone sounds just like someone else in there!
Doctor Xiaoguo glanced at him: "Nothing too serious, you exercise frequently too, right? Just a bit of humidity and some occupational strain—since you’re here, just drink a week’s worth of herbal medicine, I won’t prescribe anything else."
Zheng Qu became a bit smug: "Yes, I go play basketball every day after work, sometimes badminton or tennis, and other times it’s just walking or jogging."
Walking is with Huo Xueying, of course.
Jogging... she’s absolutely not up for it.
"Alright," Doctor Xiaoguo nodded, checking the time again: "There’s still half an hour until the official consultation, enough time for you two to try moxibustion—want to give it a go?"
Huo Xueying didn’t hesitate: "Yes, yes, let’s try!"
Then she pointed to a side room: "Is it in there? Should we separate by gender? Do we have to take off clothes?"
Doctor Xiaoguo nodded: "Separate, girls go this way, these rooms were just added a while ago by an engineering team..."
They were initially meant to be staff dorms, but later seemed inconvenient, so they were converted to pharmacy, storeroom, and therapy rooms.
"As for the men’s..." she pointed to the side room: "Just one room there, and there are two empty spots, with disposable sheets at the head of the beds. There’s a patient inside, you’ll need to hold the moxibustion yourself for a bit to get the full effect, just find a bed and lie down... all good?"
It’s no big deal!
Zheng Qu nodded: "There are so many people waiting outside, and yet we get to jump the line—Doctor Guo, please, make yourself at home."
Huo Xueying pointed to the room: "Can I go in?"
Doctor Xiaoguo nodded: "You can."
In fact, having moxibustion in one room isn’t a big deal, unlike cupping, there’s no need to take off clothes, just apply to key acupuncture points.
But it’s indeed more convenient to separate, so when adding the rooms, they separated one.
As for the room used for infusion therapy, tidying it up now allows for five beds, which is about their limit for simultaneous care, and it’s just right.
But if the leader thinks it’s inconvenient...
She went into the room to ask, got a positive answer, and then called them in.
Huo Xueying pushed her boyfriend inside, equally curious to see what was going on.
Song Tan watched from the side, suddenly asking: "Aren’t you worried about running into the boss here on the weekend?"
Zheng Qu blankly responded: "What’s there to be afraid of? It’s not like he’ll assign me tasks."
Just as he finished speaking, someone inside suddenly called out: "Xiao Zheng?"
Zheng Qu: ...!!!
Why does that voice sound so familiar!
He looked at Song Tan, horrified.
Song Tan laughed heartily and waved, "I’ve got work to do, you guys enjoy your therapy."
...
Zheng Qu stood rigidly at the room’s doorway, not daring to open his eyes, hoping it was an illusion.
Meanwhile, Huo Xueying curiously peeked in—the room had three people sitting head-to-head on the beds, with moxibustion racks aligned to different acupuncture points.
She didn’t recognize the older gentleman inside.
The one in the middle, who looked friendly, seemed a bit familiar.
And the other one...
She seemed to have seen him in a picture on her boyfriend’s phone?
This person had his pant leg rolled up, moxibustion applied to the acupuncture point below the knee; upon seeing them, he gave a warm smile:
"Ah, Xiao Zheng, I thought the voice was yours. Young people in good health, that’s great—need to bear more responsibilities, right? Isn’t that so, Boss?"
