Xiao Yue thought to himself, 'If I were a man of letters, I'd use the most ornate language to describe the Little Divine Doctor's beauty.
In all my thirty-some years, I've never seen a woman so beautiful. She's like an angel who has strayed into the mortal realm.
She was alluring, yet possessed a sacred air. Her eyes, especially, were so deep and bright, like a piercing light that could see straight through a person's soul.
So, someone this ethereally beautiful really does exist… and she's standing right in front of me.'
Gu Jiaojiao, of course, had no idea what was going through Xiao Yue's mind. She took out a bottle of medicine, handed it to him, and spoke.
"Take three pills from this medicine a day. I will come over every day to give you acupuncture. If all goes well, you should be recovered after ten acupuncture sessions."
Xiao Yue replied in a low voice, "Thank you, Little Divine Doctor."
