"Hmm? Master Zhou is still inside treating the patient, you can't go in."
"Treating? Fine, if she's looking at him, then I will too." Yin Weiyin released her hand from her hairpin, and said calmly, "I've studied the Taoist healing methods thoroughly upon ascending the mountain. Since his condition is stable, I could also take his pulse, it's not out of the question." As she spoke, she glanced at Yin Tingxue's hands mixing the medicine, and added, "Besides, this prescription is not good enough."
Yin Weiyin spoke with righteousness, but Yin Tingxue did not heed this reason. There hadn't been any activity in the room for a long time, presumably it was blocked off. Though the two had known each other for a long time, often confronting each other with drawn swords, there was still deep affection between them, and having gone through this, their relationship seemed to have eased a lot.
