After checking his pulse, Shen Yanhe also examined his head.
Sitting on the couch, Gu Yingxi maintained a calm demeanor, yet her eyes betrayed a hint of nervousness.
Song Yuche, sensing her tension, reached out and gently patted the back of her hand to soothe her.
Once the examination was over, Shen Yanhe had a clear idea and asked Gu Yingxi, "Is there a pharmacy in this villa?"
"Yes." Gu Yingxi nodded, her brow and eyes faintly revealing concern, "Junior Sister, how is his condition?"
"It's relatively good," Shen Yanhe said. "There is indeed a blood clot pressing on his brain nerve. After three acupuncture sessions, the blood clot in his brain should dissolve."
"I'll perform the first acupuncture session for him today."
Feeling a sense of relief in her chest, Gu Yingxi stood up and led Shen Yanhe and Song Yuche in the direction of the pharmacy, "That's good to hear. Follow me."
Those of us who study medicine always set aside a room for a pharmacy wherever we stay.
