Taoming Ye only ate a little, then stopped eating.
Su Xing continued eating heartily while asking him, "Do you eat so little, or did you already eat a lot at the banquet just now?"
Taoming Ye replied, "My body needs to eat an appropriate amount each meal, otherwise I feel worse."
"What exactly is your illness?"
Taoming Ye shook his head, "The doctors can't pinpoint any specific ailment; they just prescribe some tonics for daily consumption."
"If they can't diagnose any illness, yet start with tonics, they must be quacks!" Su Xing couldn't agree with that at all.
Without waiting for Taoming Ye to speak, Su Xing continued, "Stop taking those quack's medicines. Maybe your body is getting worse because of them!"
A sharp glint passed through Taoming Ye's gentle eyes, but it disappeared so quickly that Su Xing didn't notice.
Taoming Ye smiled tenderly, "If the medicine's no good, I won't take it. It is personally sent by the head maidservant from mother, a token of her care."
