No matter how Zhang Yalin probed, Qin Han simply closed his eyes and kept silent.
Qin Han was in a good mood today, and although Zhang Yalin asked him if he had taken his medicine, it did not affect his willingness to give her and Zhong Yuanliang some guidance.
As for the third one, he lacked not the skill in martial arts, but cultivation. It would be fine to prepare some more medicinal pills for him later.
He then got up, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to Zhang Yalin, telling her to come to him if there was anything she didn't understand.
Zhang Yalin only looked at it for a moment before coming back to Qin Han with her questions.
Zhang Yalin, holding the prescription and voicing all her questions in one breath, felt satisfied returning to the medicine cabinet after Qin Han answered each one, yet the moment she saw over a dozen types of medicinal ingredients listed on the prescription, a bitter look instantly crossed her smiling face.
