The Sweetest Medicine

The old man opened his eyes wide and lectured Yu Gangan with a stern face, “What did you say? How dare a little girl talk to me like that?”

Anger burst from his chest, his blood surged, his heartbeat accelerated, and his pulse became chaotic.

Yu Gangan looked at him helplessly, “Elder Jiang, please remain calm and don’t be angry, otherwise, I won’t be able to feel your pulse accurately.”

On the side, Jiang Qi hurried forward to help the old man calm down, “Grandfather, don’t be angry. Didn’t Elder Huang also tell you to remain calm?”

The old man humphed coldly, turned his head and looked out the window.

Only occasionally did he glance sideways at Yu Gangan with disapproval and dissatisfaction.

Yu Gangan had provided consultations for many years and had naturally encountered all different kinds of people, so she asked indifferently, “Elder Jiang, what have you eaten in the past few days?”

The old man sat quietly like a monk and glanced at Yu Gangan without a sound.

It was like he was saying, ‘Didn’t you tell me not to talk? Then I’ll stay quiet and not tell you what I ate.’

He was completely provoking her, but Yu Gangan ignored him.

Even if he didn’t reply to her, she could still tell what was going on with him. This old man had such a strange temper. No wonder he had this illness.

Next to him, Jiang Qi saw that her grandfather didn’t reply, so she quickly told Yu Gangan, “My grandfather hasn’t been able to eat for the last few days. He had some fine congee this morning, but after two mouthfuls, he vomited it back out.”

Yu Gangan smiled at Jiang Qi; the girl was very filial.

If not because of her filial piety, Yu Gangan would have left.

But, what was the relationship between this girl and Fang Zhihan?

Wait, what was she thinking? How did she get distracted?

Getting rid of her messy thoughts, Yu Gangan calmed down and focused on the old man’s pulse again.

After she finished checking his pulse, Jiang Qi immediately asked, “How is he?”

The old man glared at Yu Gangan arrogantly. It seemed, he had a little bit of expectation and wanted to hear what he wanted to hear from Yu Gangan.

Yu Gangan looked at her and said helplessly, “I’m sorry, my knowledge is limited, I’m afraid I can’t cure the old man’s illness.”

Jiang Qi opened her eyes wide in surprise as her face paled.

Meanwhile, the old man grumbled, “I guess you’re not hiding the fact that you’re trash.”

Yu Gangan smiled slightly and said nothing. She then placed her fist in her palm and walked out with the medicine chest.

Fang Zhihan was standing outside the entire time. As soon as he saw Yu Gangan step out, he asked the same thing as Jiang Qi, “How is he?”

Yu Gangan looked at him with a strange expression, “…”

The old man had a strange personality and a bad temper. Since Fang Zhihan asked her to see the old man, she was sure he knew how difficult the old man was to deal with.

But, when she came out, he didn’t ask her how she was or whether the old man had made things difficult for her. He only cared about the girl’s grandfather.

How good was the relationship between the two?

Yu Gangan didn’t reveal anything about the old man’s illness, she simply said, “I can’t cure him.”

Fang Zhihan frowned, “Is it really serious?”

“You seem to care a lot about Miss Jiang’s grandfather.” Only after Yu Gangan said this did she realize her tone was a little wrong.

After she finished speaking, she added a “huh?” at the end to make her tone more casual.

But it made her sound even more strange.

Fang Zhihan stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. He then leaned down and asked gently, “Are you jealous?”