Ye Qiu knew she would be so cautious. Of course, if she wasn't, Ye Qiu would consider Zhao Ruxue too casual.
"Do I really need to take it off?"
If she didn't trust Ye Qiu's medical skills, Zhao Ruxue would really think of Ye Qiu as one of those quack doctors outside who cheat people out of their money and exploit them.
"Then I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take slowly."
Following the herbal prescription that Ye Qiu gave, and having Zhao Ruxue take the medicine for two months, it would definitely cure her dysmenorrhea.
But the downside was that it would take too long, and the medicine was very bitter.
Ye Qiu asked Zhao Ruxue to bring a piece of white paper and a pen, as he was ready to write the prescription on the paper.
