The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Xu Mingtang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

There was no cold, sterile smell like in a hospital; the room was filled with a light, refreshing aroma of licorice, mugwort, and old books.

Xu Zhixiao wore a plain white cotton and linen jumpsuit with subtle patterns. The fabric was light and flowing, and the waistline was very soft, perfectly highlighting her tall and graceful figure. Her black hair was loosely tied into a low bun, revealing her slender and fair swan neck. Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and serene.

She quietly pushed open the door and came face to face with the cleaning lady.

"Xiao Xu, is the hospital closed for the day?"

"It's time to get off work, Aunt Liu."

"Your dad is still busy even after retirement. He runs a clinic and you have to come over whenever you have time."

"It's alright, I just came to help brew the medicine."

Xu Zhixiao playfully stuck out her tongue.

Some people stick out their tongues and it's considered quirky, but when she sticks out her tongue, it has a strangely mature charm.

I wonder if it's because I was properly cared for since childhood.

She looks like someone with abundant blood and energy, harmonious internal organs, and a gentle constitution. Her skin is always radiant and fair, and her body temperature is slightly higher than average.

Aunt Liu also likes to talk to Xu Zhixiao on weekdays.

Because she has an innate gentle aura that soothes people, even tense and anxious people will inexplicably relax when they are near her.

Aunt Liu shook her head as she stared at Xu Zhixiao's retreating figure.

Ah Xiao is great in every way, except that finding a partner is something that makes people anxious and stressed.

She's got such great qualities, and she's not arrogant, so why can't she find a boyfriend?

"Hello, are you still seeing patients?"

Aunt Liu looked towards the door following the sound and saw a young man.

"Young man, the clinic is closed."

"I heard that Dr. Xu Zhixiao is here tonight."

"She just came here to brew the medicine..."

Aunt Liu was interrupted halfway through her sentence.

Xu Zhixiao's voice came from inside the hall.

"Let him in, Aunt Liu."

...

The room was warmly lit and quiet.

Moreover, the aroma of some unknown herb made the clinic smell wonderful.

Lu Yuan sniffed for a long time.

Yes, the patient who came to the clinic is Lu Yuan.

To truly understand a person, you can't rely on just one aspect.

He and Lao Xu put their heads together and pulled this stunt.

Let's first understand what kind of person Xu Zhixiao is from the patient's perspective.

Xu Zhixiao looked at him, her eyes filled with gentle kindness: "Hello, where are you feeling unwell?"

Her voice was soft and soothing, like warm water flowing past your ear.

But Lu Yuan's answer was somewhat baffling: "I don't know, I just don't feel right."

When he answered this question, there was still a hint of thuggishness on his face.

They don't seem to be here to see a doctor; they seem to be here specifically to cause trouble at a medical facility.

This wasn't Lu Yuan's idea; it was Lao Xu's idea.

That's why I say these intellectuals have dirty minds.

Old Xu thought.

His daughter is a professional doctor. If you just pretend to be a patient, you'll definitely get a professional Xu Zhixiao in return.

So he came up with this plan, having Lu Yuan play the role of an unreasonable person to see how his daughter would react.

After all, in Lao Xu's eyes, his daughter has always been a warm and kind person, which is obviously inconsistent with her sixteen consecutive failed blind dates.

Even Lao Xu said that he wouldn't mind smashing up his clinic if it worked out.

Lu Yuan thought that what Lao Xu said made sense.

So today he's the rogue version of Lu Yuan.

When Lu Yuan said, "I don't know, I just don't feel right," Xu Zhixiao didn't say anything. Instead, she nodded slightly and leaned forward a little to carefully examine his complexion and tongue coating. Her gaze was delicate but not sharp, so gentle that it made people feel no pressure.

"You've been overthinking, depleting your energy, and your constitution is prone to coldness. Over time, this has led to problems," she said softly, her tone both firm and gentle. "It's not serious. With proper care, you can recover. Don't worry."

After saying that, she raised her hand and gestured, "Extend your hand, let me take your pulse."

Lu Yuan handed over his wrist.

The next second, a pair of warm and soft fingertips gently landed on it.

Unlike the cool fingertips of ordinary people, her palms are warm, a constant warmth that comes from abundant blood and energy. Her delicate, rounded fingertips rest on her wrist, and the warmth slowly seeps into her skin.

With her long eyelashes lowered, she focused intently, her movements as she took the pulse gentle and restrained, perfectly measured, without the slightest hint of offense.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the gentle sound of the evening breeze outside the window.

"It does indicate a deficiency of both heart and spleen. Do you usually get tired easily and tend to bottle up your emotions?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said no.

He said, "What kind of doctor are you? You're completely wrong."

Faced with her questioning, Xu Zhixiao's expression didn't even change; instead, she gently patted his forearm.

She chose to comfort him.

"Don't be anxious, don't be afraid," she said softly. "Your constitution is a bit cold, so I'll massage some calming acupoints for you later and prescribe some mild tonics. They won't be bitter or harmful to your health."

As she spoke, she stood up.

A tall, slender beauty, standing at 1.7 meters, basked in the warm light.

The white dress flowed cleanly and elegantly, the scents of books and medicine lingering around her, making her appear both cool and gentle.

She walked around to Lu Yuan's side and said softly, "Lower your head a little, let me massage your Fengchi point and neck and shoulders to help you relax."

Before Lu Yuan could even speak.

The next moment, two warm and soft hands covered his shoulders and neck.

Her warm palms pressed against the skin of her neck, penetrating layer by layer along the skin's texture. Her pressure was gentle and moderate, her fingertips precisely landing on the taut acupoints, slowly massaging them.

Lu Yuan really wanted to refute it.

But her hands were too warm, she was too quiet, and her breathing was too calm.

My previously tense and stiff shoulders and neck relaxed completely in just a few minutes.

"Do you feel much better now?"

Lu Yuan nodded almost subconsciously.

Wait, what am I here for again?

Xu Zhixiao leaned closer and asked softly, her breath light and gentle.

"I'll prescribe a gentle, nourishing, and calming formula for you. Take it warm in the morning and evening." She wrote down her prescription while giving her careful instructions, her words patient and gentle. "Try to avoid staying up late and don't bottle up your worries. With your constitution, you're most susceptible to cold and fatigue. Take it slow and you'll improve both your physical and mental health."

After writing the prescription, she handed it over with both hands.

Even a brief touch of fingertips can bring a comforting warmth.

"Next time you feel anxious or have trouble sleeping, just come over." She looked at him, her eyes gentle and clear. "I'm always here for you."

"I don't have the money to pay you."

Lu Yuan finally realized his mission and began to speak.

Aunt Liu, who was bored and eavesdropping at the door, heard this and came in with a broom.

Want to see the Overlord Disease? No way!

But Xu Zhixiao stopped her.

"No problem, we support pay-as-you-go. If you don't use it, you don't have to pay."

Xu Zhixiao sat quietly watching him, and even gave him a few words of advice:

"There's no need to be on guard or afraid. Being overly vigilant will only exacerbate your illness."

"Aren't you afraid I'll take the medicine and run away without coming back to pay you?"

"It's always better to plant good seeds and reap good fruit than to watch someone suffer."

"You are special, you are a very warm person, Dr. Xu."

Lu Yuan is impressed. Why is he still pretending to be a scoundrel?

Even a thug can be reformed if he comes along.

There are as many warm-hearted people in this world as there are trees.

Xu Zhixiao sat on the chair, propping herself up with her arm, and looked at him with a slight smile.