"A cold?!"
"A cold..."
Su Qingqing and her companion exclaimed in shock. Although Wu Zhiyong also felt that the young man's illness wasn't serious, the young man kept insisting he was close to dying, making them both extremely nervous. Then, with Jiang Chen's single word "cold", they nearly bit their tongues!
"A cold? Divine Doctor Jiang, am I really just having a cold? But I... I feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and sometimes even weakness all over... This..." The young man looked at Jiang Chen with a face full of suspicion.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "All these are symptoms of a cold. Nothing serious. I'll prescribe some medicine for you, take it for a couple of days and you'll be fine."
Walking over to the desk, Jiang Chen grabbed some cold medicine for the young man.
