Ting Yuan rushed over, pulled Tang Yuxin's sleeves and sniffed them. They didn't smell as fragrant now. There was a lingering faint scent, but it was much less noticeable than the day before.
"She must have taken some kind of scent-masking medicine."
Lin Yile sipped water from her cup without expressing any surprise.
She didn't like the scent on her own body, so sometimes she would take a pill to make it disappear for a few days.
"What kind of medicine is that? Will it upset her stomach? Listen…" Ting Yuan sat down casually, right on top of Tang Yuxin's pillow. The corner of Yuxin's eye twitched slightly. She felt some inexplicable urge to die, and all she wished for was that Ting Yuan wouldn't fart right now.
Unaffected, Ting Yuan continued to voice her opinions.
"We're all future doctors, so we need to take care of our bodies. Medicine is inherently toxic, so we cannot haphazardly consume unidentified, unclear substances. What if they're lethal? Oops…"
