I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 70

Although Wan Shao's words were quite unreliable, when it came to medicine, she should still be fairly dependable.

After a satisfying meal, Wan Shao calmly took Yun Duan's pulse. After pondering for a long time, she spoke seriously, "...It's probably due to excessive worry causing the night wanderings."

"Such a completely useless comment."

Shang Can mercilessly swatted Wan Shao's hand off Yun Duan's wrist, sighing, "At least have some confidence in your tone! You sound like one of those shady street doctors."

"I can't help it!" Wan Shao protested, feeling aggrieved. "Night wanderings are hard to diagnose. In the end, it always comes down to having something on your mind. Taking her pulse can only reveal her physical condition—this is actually pretty good; her pulse is steady, much healthier than you!"

Getting a diagnosis of little reference value, Shang Can sighed repeatedly. It was Yun Duan who spoke up to ease the tension, saying, "I've privately consulted physicians before, and most of the results are similar... A Can, don't be anxious."

Before Shang Can could respond, Wan Shao, perhaps ignited by the comparison to other physicians, shouted, "Let's not talk about the night wanderings... What about the mark on Yun Zhong Jun? Can you show it to me? It'd be best if I could touch it!"

"..."

Those words sounded rather abrasive.

Shang Can frowned, casually interjecting between the two, asking, "Is your sense of smell good?"

"Ah?" Wan Shao replied, confused. "I guess it's okay. I could smell that the fish we had earlier got burnt."

Isn't that something anyone could smell?

Shang Can sighed inwardly, responding, "So what do you think of our scents? As fellow flower demons, Yung Ge can definitely sense something unusual."

"? Are you saying I'm not as good as her??"

Wan Shao became furious and leaned in closer to Shang Can, sniffing her, which made Shang Can quite uncomfortable. Finally, she declared firmly, "You and Yun Zhong Jun smell the same, but isn't that to be expected? You've already slept together!"

What a mouthful of nonsense. Shang Can expressionlessly pushed her aside and explained, "That mark on Yun Duan's waist... it's probably related to me."

Seemingly having her own speculations, Yun Duan didn't show much surprise, simply saying, "I thought so too. After all, this mark appeared after A Can left, and..."

Her voice lowered slightly, her tone becoming a bit awkward. "It... didn't feel any different when I touched it myself, but when A Can touched it... it was very strange."

The phrase "very strange" conjured up many thoughts. Shang Can struggled to suppress the memories rising in her mind and shifted the topic. "Does Master—Wang Yue know about this?"

"Yes," Yun Duan nodded in response. "Master has researched many texts regarding it, but there has been no yield. A Can, do you know what this is?"

Shang Can mentally sketched the appearance of the mark, pondering for a moment before replying, "I don't know why it takes this form, but it must be related to the medicine I gave you when I saved you from your injuries back then."

"Medicine?"

Catching onto the keyword, Wan Shao exclaimed in surprise, interrupting, "Are you talking about—could it be, A Can, is it the one I gave you, the one my mother concocted, with unclear effects?"