Qi Xibei looked at the girl's face and finally gave a conclusion, "It's almost healed. I'll give you a prescription, go home, drink the medicine, and you'll be fine. As for your soup at home. Don't drink it anymore."
Everyone was dumbfounded to see Qi Xibei's calm and collected appearance.
Didn't she… Feel miraculous?!
Oh no, such a miracle was created by her. Of course, she didn't feel magical.
"Good!" the girl nodded seriously, then blushed. "S-sorry! I was the one who misjudged you guys!"
Her expression was so tense and ashamed that she seemed ready to kneel down and apologize.
