Qin Liuxi stared at Yu Changkong's face incessantly, from top to bottom, even sketching with a pen, causing Uncle Qian and others to speculate endlessly.
Is this how Master Buqiu conducts a diagnosis? I've never seen any other skilled doctors do this. They usually start by asking questions and feeling the pulse, why are they examining his face now?
However, Qi Qian thought of what Qing Yuan had said, feeling inexplicably stifled and sour, and asked, "Doctor Qin, is there something on Changkong's face?"
So mesmerized!
"Beauty, of course!" Qin Liuxi blurted out.
Qi Qian: "..."
Yu Changkong and others: "!"
Qing Yuan coughed a few times, feeling somewhat embarrassed, looked towards Qin Liuxi, and his lips twitched, a golden statue!
Qin Liuxi chuckled, "Mr. Changkong's face is genuinely attractive. If you use a cloth strip that matches the color of your clothes to cover your eyes, I'm not joking, countless women in the world would scream for you."
