Yue Jiaojiao stopped in her tracks. Lowering her gaze, she noticed that Zhao Zhan's hand that was holding hers had tightened slightly.
"I was wondering why this kid actually brought someone to the backyard today. It seems that he recognized Jiaojiao," Doctor sun's voice was like a great bell. He had already put down the medicinal herbs in his hand and walked over. "Are you sick or are you here to visit me again?"
"Master," Sun Jiyan, the apprentice, looked at his disrespecting master with a face full of resentment. "Please don't misunderstand. When have I ever brought patients to the backyard to disturb you?"
"You don't even want me to say it, didn't you tell me not to worry about anything even if I'm bored, I'll just have to fiddle with medicinal herbs if that happens, right? The last time I did a consultation was two months ago when the medicine boy couldn't stand it anymore and came to drag me in."
