173 Why Don’t You Just Die (1/2)

The old lady wore a Tang Suit/Tang dynasty dress, her expression pleasantly happy and her slightly overweight physique was pretty much pressing down onto the housewife beside her entirely.

She wore a round pearl necklace on her neck and a gold ring on her finger. She looked languid, but whenever she walked she kept going 'ayo ayo' non-stop. Her steps were small so it took them a good while before they made it to the sofa where she laid down. Her raised eyes gave Old Man Gan a side glance before she spoke, ”Doctor Gan ah, could you prescribe some more medicine for me? Not only does my entire body still hurt, it even itches…”

Doctor Gan dimly shook his head and walked over to take her pulse, ”Your problem actually wasn't that serious. You should get better after a few days of taking the medicine. But since you said you feel itchy, then that means you definitely consumed some seafood recently, am I right?”

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If it weren't for the fact that they'd already paid the consultation fees and that he'd promised to help cure this old lady of her problems, why would he waste his time with this old lady?

”Who's swinging a blade to malign me? These old bones are already killing me whenever it hurts, why wouldn't I listen to your advice? I take my medicine every day and even abstained from certain foods. Xiang Jin, don't you agree with me…” the old lady asked the housewife. The moment the elderly opened her mouth, she machine-gunned through a whole bunch of words.

The housewife was startled and a little hesitant.

Old Man Gan knew for sure then that Xiang Jin didn't want to lie, but she didn't dare tell the truth either. (there's a typo in the raw, not sure if it's a typo or on purpose but it basically removes the 'not' in telling the truth) He actually didn't expect her to speak up, however, in case the old lady started harping again.

He just directly wrote up a prescription and passed it over, ”I've added a new type of herb into your prescription, make sure to eat it on time, but if this happens again next time, then there'd be nothing more I can do. Oh, right,” Grandpa Gan remembered, ”take her pulse.”

As he said this, there was already a trace of impatience on his face.

The old man's temper was usually quite good, so it was quite rare for Jing Yun Zhao to see this kind of look on him.