Very precise, it won't cause a stomach ache.
Chun Nuan nodded, this was correct, it matched her pulse diagnosis.
"Young mistress, can my family's Dongmei's illness be cured?"
Dongmei's mother was very anxious and worried.
"I'll discuss this matter with Dongmei."
Ding Xiang led the group out, leaving only Dongmei in the room.
Dongmei looked at Chun Nuan nervously.
"Young mistress..."
Actually, she already knew that regardless of whether she saw the doctor, the outcome would be the same. Not seeing one meant she could hold onto a sliver of hope, feeling there was still a chance, a possibility; seeing the doctor was akin to confirming her death sentence…
The more she thought about it, the more fearful and scared Dongmei became, her face pale.
"Dongmei, since there are no outsiders here, tell me, have you and your husband slept together?"
What?
Dongmei was momentarily stunned.
"Have you consummated your marriage?"
Chun Nuan asked directly.
