"You've been too tired lately, you need to rest well and take some Ginseng Pine Heart Capsules."
Zhan Nanqing clicked her tongue and, without saying another word, withdrew her hand and glared at "Divine Doctor Jing".
"Hah! I don't have chest discomfort at all. You can't even diagnose that, are you really Divine Doctor Jing?"
She was just trying to test "Divine Doctor Jing" to see what he was made of, but it turned out he couldn't even take a pulse properly.
Who had given this "Divine Doctor Jing" the courage to impersonate Qiao Jing?
Could it be Liang Jingru?
The smug look on "Divine Doctor Jing's" face stiffened for an instant before he quickly regained his composure and stroked his beard, speaking earnestly:
"Young lady, of course I saw through it, but I didn't expose you because you don't trust me, so I just went along with what you said."
After saying this, he looked at Su Manhan with a straight face.
