Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "I know that you're unwilling to accept this, but there truly is no problem."
Tang Thirty-Six was quiet for a while, then he said, "You're the best doctor. If you can't cure it, where can I go to get it treated?"
Chen Changsheng returned, "I'm not skilled in treating colds, and the Cinnabar Pill also isn't very appropriate."
Tang Thirty-Six sneered, "I wouldn't eat that thing even if you gave it to me, because I don't eat people."
Chen Changsheng proposed, "So you have to go back first to treat your illness."
Tang Thirty-Six was quiet again. Then he said, "Our gatekeeper is much older now. Without me to help, I'm worried that his body won't be able to keep up."
Chen Changsheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll discuss this with the others. You go back first. Principal Mao is recovering at Mount Han. You also go."
