Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1989 - 1747: Benefactors by Your Side (2)

Also, the girlfriend speaks too bluntly, right?

Song Tan just laughed:

"What reason do you need? If I say I’ll host you, I’ll host you. At most, when I’m too busy, I just won’t have time to entertain you. You can explore, shop a bit by yourselves, and take some local products home. Just don’t feel neglected."

Also—

"Doctor Xiaoguo’s medical skills aren’t that amazing. If you really want long-term treatment, you can definitely find more skilled doctors in the provincial capital. She mainly excels in several specific areas..."

Doctor Xiaoguo, listening from inside, couldn’t help but feel embarrassed: "Look at all those patients lined up outside. Don’t expose me!"

Song Tan laughed even harder: "These are words you say yourself all the time. Do those patients believe it when you say it?"

Whether it’s effective or not, whether it’s good or not, they can feel it.

Otherwise, why would they persevere in lining up here early in the morning?

However, Huo Xueying and Zheng Qu were confused: Are her medical skills good or not? Is humility at such a high level now?

But her thoughts quickly jumped to another question: "Since you have a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, does your village have someone who’s good at fortune telling?"

This, there really isn’t.

Even Song Tan can’t do it; she hasn’t opened that avenue. At this moment, she lamented: "Just as I thought something was missing!"

This is like traditional medicine, it awakens at a certain age. Friends and family often talk about someone somewhere who’s great at this, and many people would drive for hours without complaint to see them!

But then she remembered Doctor Xiaoguo was busy inside and cleared her throat: "Respect science, reject feudal superstitions."

Huo Xueying shook her phone: "I’m not superstitious! I’m just cyber incense burning—look, I even hit my electronic wooden fish every day! Ah, and I drew an electronic lot for Zheng Qu!"

Saying this, she swiftly poked her boyfriend’s finger on the screen—

After a dazzling special effect, a mixed proverb appeared:

"You will meet an unexpected benefactor today."

Ah!

Huo Xueying was filled with anticipation: "Is it Song Tan? Is Song Tan the benefactor?"

Zheng Qu was noncommittal about his girlfriend’s little hobby. As someone who worked in an office for years, he was good at nitpicking: "It says ’will meet’, so you haven’t met yet... Seriously? Can it help me get more attention from my boss at work?"

Song Tan: ...

She peeked at the software on Huo Xueying’s phone and took a serious note:

"I’ll introduce this to my mom later. She likes following stuff like this too."

Somehow, it seems to work quite well.

But if it were in Wu Lan’s hands, if it turned out to be true, she would loudly spread it to everyone around her.

If it didn’t come true, it’s just for fun—can you really believe anything online?

Huo Xueying also cheerfully shared: "Don’t believe the stuff they sell below, like sandalwood pendants or whatever little villains. I just curse my boss every day, then hit my electronic wooden fish... It’s to relieve stress."

Zheng Qu watched as the two of them chattered on about the software, his expression growing complex.

He thought Song Tan was a practical person who would disdain such things.

Unexpectedly, just a casual remark could engross someone so much?

Hmm, if my pension isn’t enough when I retire, I’ll sell health products. With the current intelligence of young people, there should be a big market.

In less than ten minutes, Doctor Xiaoguo came out.

Huo Xueying saw the curtain shake and seemed to see a figure leaning inside.

Looking at the people sitting in the courtyard outside, chatting and cooling off, she couldn’t help but have high hopes for her medical skills.

But she’s always been strong, with a well-proportioned body, a bit of an occupational disease in her neck and lower back, a slightly bad spleen and stomach, a bit of coldness in the stomach... Nothing else really.

Huo Xueying frowned: "That’s supposed to be nothing? I feel like every organ of mine has an issue..."

Doctor Xiaoguo laughed: "Do you stay up late? Do you play on your phone in bed? Does your work involve computers? These are basically common issues among young people, plus takeout snacks, spicy, cold, and stimulating foods..."

"Everyone has them now, so it’s nothing special."

"But it’s still good to do some conditioning, I’m quite good at it—do you want to get a prescription? If so, it’ll be brewed by the afternoon, and you can take packets home to drink daily."

"Of course I do!"

Huo Xueying didn’t hesitate: since she’s already here, how could she not?

Doctor Xiaoguo waved and wrote the prescription:

"Come back around five or six in the afternoon to get it. Here, we don’t just throw everything into a big pot and brew it. We have a lot of people, so we carefully separate and use both gentle and strong heat for brewing, and use quality herbs..."