A Man Who Can Only Plant Trees but Not Yield Fruits
"Have you tried your medical skills before?" Ke Zeming asked Su Yijia, his gaze assessing her.
It wasn't that he was overly inclined towards foreign things; in fact, he had a strong belief in traditional Chinese medicine being superior to Western medicine. It was just that so many strange incidents had coincidentally occurred around Kaize's new wife that it was difficult for him not to harbor suspicions.
"I've treated my own cold before, and it was faster than taking hospital medicine," Su Yijia replied with a hint of pride.
Her confident attitude, while potentially offending to some, did put Ke Zeming's mind at ease to some extent. After all, those with something to hide often stayed low-key and inconspicuous. People who openly displayed their abilities without any signs of guilt were usually less likely to be involved in anything nefarious.
"Then, can you check if there's anything wrong with me?" Ke Zeming extended his hand toward Su Yijia.