"Be good, don't move!" Nangong Rou said softly, as if she was coaxing a child. She then took the opportunity to put her hand on the man's forehead when the man was thunderstruck and carefully measured the temperature.
The man was stunned again!
"Have you been having a fever and cough recently?"
"Well!" The old man saw that his son did not respond, so he quickly added, "The doctor there said that there was a worm in the stomach, but the worm was not an ordinary worm, they couldn't get rid of it!"
"Eat what? Do you still remember?" Nangong Rou smiled and looked up at the thin man in front of her, who seemed to be a weak and poor scholar!
"I ate a fruit... and its surface is a little pale..." The man lowered his head and said nothing. He clutched at his stomach, looking very embarrassed.
