"Who do you think you are? Do you really think you can diagnose patients? You're spouting nonsense and endangering lives." Liushi was infuriated, her weakness exposed: "I don't care who invited you, please leave immediately."
The voice was sharp, the expression fierce.
Master Zhou Qi, witnessing this from the adjacent room, furrowed his brows deeply.
"Of course I will leave, but only because I've been paid to dispel calamities for others. Since I've taken on the task of diagnosing you, naturally, I must cure your illness for it to be valid."
Chun Nuan wanted to advise her: A woman who overdoes things may not necessarily be doing herself any favors.
"One should learn to avoid curses, you keep saying you're ill, that your health is poor, and you won't live long." Chun Nuan remarked calmly: "Any unfavorable words spoken should be considered as foretelling the future; if you persist in ignoring my advice and continue with this supplementation, you'll fulfill your own prophecy."
