Chapter 2316: Chapter 657: The Xuanjin Disaster Has Arrived! (Climax)
An Yiqing smiled as she looked at the boy in the chat named "I’m a Handsome Guy," "This classmate, please come up. Is the other unlucky person in our classroom?"
Everyone looked around, trying to find the unlucky person.
An Yiqing blinked her eyes. Seeing that no one stood up, she asked again, "Is the unlucky person in our classroom?"
Just when everyone was about to give up, a man in ordinary gray casual clothes stood up slowly. Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter.
It turned out the unlucky person was their department head! Obviously a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair and a big belly, is it okay to take such a cute name? Unsurprisingly, everyone’s impression of the medical department head improved a lot.
"Ahem, Director, you come up too." An Yiqing said, holding back her laughter.
The department head rarely blushed. He was just curiously shaking it, who knew it would be such a coincidence. Later today, he might buy a lottery ticket after work. Maybe he would win.
After that, An Yiqing used the chat’s shake feature to select dozens of students. The chosen ones were thrilled and blushing as they could see the goddess herself and got her chat number.
"As everyone knows, Ancient Medicine emphasizes Look, Smell, Ask, and Cut. Now, without using any medical equipment or devices, I will only use these four methods to check. If I make any mistakes, please bear with me," An Yiqing said humbly.
The students waved their hands to indicate they didn’t mind. After all, just using Look, Smell, Ask, and Cut to diagnose was somewhat like a fairy tale.
An Yiqing stepped off the podium and started with "I’m a Handsome Guy," who was closest to her.
"Classmate, please extend your hand," she said.
The boy’s face turned completely red as An Yiqing’s pale fingers rested on his pulse, turning even more purple. His heart pounded rapidly, almost suffocating him.
An Yiqing glanced at him with a smile, "Classmate, relax. Don’t get too excited. If your heart keeps pounding like this, I’ll have to perform first aid on you."
Everyone burst out laughing, and the boy was so embarrassed that even his eyes turned red. But seeing An Yiqing’s approachable manner, he no longer felt tense.
After taking a few deep breaths, the boy calmed his excitement and his face returned to normal. An Yiqing carefully checked his pulse and paid close attention to his complexion and tongue coating.
"Classmate, you like greasy and spicy foods, don’t like to drink water, and don’t like exercise. Your health isn’t very good," she said.
The boy was stunned, "How did you know I like spicy food?"
An Yiqing chuckled softly, "I not only know you like spicy food, but also that you sleep late every night, often waking up in the middle of the night, even if you don’t drink water before bed, you still go to the bathroom three or four times. Your hands and feet are very cold and often sweaty. Especially when someone suddenly greets you from behind, you get frightened and turn pale. Am I right?"
The boy was dumbfounded, "How do you know? It’s all true!" He indeed often wakes up at night. He had seen many doctors for this, both Ancient Medicine and others, but couldn’t find a cure. And he does indeed get scared if people suddenly tap him from behind, even lightly, his heart races, and he turns pale. But only he, his parents, and partially his dormmates know these things.
The classmates below saw the boy’s expression and knew that An Yiqing guessed correctly. The classroom buzzed with guesses on whether she truly used Ancient Medicine or just guessed.
"Your condition isn’t serious," An Yiqing said, walking to the podium, quickly wrote something on a blank paper, and handed it to the boy, "These herbs can be found in any Ancient Medicine clinic. Brew them into a herbal decoction and take it after breakfast and dinner every day. You’ll be cured in a month."
The boy took the prescription blankly and looked down. The delicate handwriting had a sharp style that commanded respect. Suddenly, he felt convinced the prescription could cure him.
An Yiqing moved past the boy and walked to the next person.
"Director, please extend your hand," she said.
The department head obediently extended his hand, feeling a bit anxious. His eyes were filled with anticipation but also a hint of wariness. As for what he was wary of, An Yiqing looked up at him and smiled.
"Director, exercise more regularly and go to bed earlier. Your issue isn’t an organic disease; it’s primarily caused by emotions," she said.
