After a while, Su Wen looked back slowly when he heard no more noises behind him, only to see Hu Tingting with tears streaming down her eyes, a pained expression on her face, biting her arm tightly with her cherry lips as if she could hardly bear it any longer.
Concerned, Su Wen asked, "Are you alright?"
"Do I look like I'm alright to you? What is this stuff? It's even worse than menthol oil."
"Wow, you've actually used menthol oil before? You're quite the adventurer, huh?"
Hu Tingting's face showed anger, "Can you be a bit more serious?"
With a smile, Su Wen said, "I'm just teasing you. Don't worry, I'll write down the prescription for you now. Although it's not as effective as the one I have, if you stick to it for about a month, your condyloma acuminatum should be nearly healed."
Having said that, Su Wen walked over to the table, picked up paper and pen, and began writing down the prescription with flair.
