Plan?
A freaking plan.
Just as a patient who has been treated with my medication, I had no choice but to come for a follow-up visit.
Du Heng chuckled lightly, and like Dean Tian, no longer paid attention to the stubborn patient across the sick bed, instead, he walked back to this patient once again.
And now, no one disturbed him, allowing Du Heng to carefully observe the patient's condition.
But upon close examination, Du Heng found that the patient's external condition seemed no different from yesterday.
Du Heng's gaze froze, lightly wrinkling his nose, he asked, "How many times did you take yesterday's medicine?"
The patient leaned against the bed, appearing slightly stronger than yesterday, but only marginally, his face no longer looking as haggard.
Upon hearing Du Heng's question, the patient replied in the same tone as yesterday, "I followed your advice and drank it three times, all on schedule.
