"Still okay." Ruan Qi let out a small sigh of relief, "Thankfully, no fever."
Ye Ran finally saw clearly who was lifting his blanket, and the string of swear words that reached his lips 'gulp' got swallowed back down.
Either from holding back or from anger, a sudden intense pain erupted in his stomach, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
Ye Ran, in agony, clutched his stomach, curling up like a shrimp, his breaths coming in uneven spurts, "What... do you... want..."
"Here to treat your illness." Ruan Qi opened her medicine kit, took out a pulse pillow, and then told Ye Ran's assistant, "Go open the curtains and windows, let some air in."
Ye Ran: "Don't... don't do it..."
"I'm the doctor, what I say goes, you don't have the right to refuse." The young girl said, reaching out to grab his wrist.
Ye Ran got so scared that his stomach stopped hurting, and he quickly shoved his hands under the pillow, "What are you doing!"