Manbao looked at Old Master Guan's complexion and asked, "How have you been feeling recently, is your head still aching severely?"
Manbao's questions were numerous and detailed; it was quite normal for Bai Shan not to speak.
Old Master Guan was waiting for his reply, growing somewhat impatient, and was about to withdraw his hand, "My illness is what it is, there's nothing to see, no need to look anymore."
Manbao pressed down on his hand and said, "Old Master Guan, you have been treating this illness for twelve years, and you are still living well now, aren't you? How do you know we can't continue to treat it for another twelve years?"
This really wasn't curable, Doctor Ji couldn't help but cough heavily twice.
Old Master Guan understood his own condition and, upon hearing Manbao's words, glanced at her and then smiled at Doctor Ji, "Your apprentice really is a calf not afraid of tigers."
Doctor Ji laughed, "Children, they all have big hearts."
