"What, do you have an opinion?"
Wang Youqing imdiately fell silent.
He Lihong turned her head and introduced Lu Xuan: "This is my sister, and her daughter, Li Ruoruo."
Lu Xuan greeted them, his glance swept past the girl, and his eyes narrowed. He hadn’t thought much of it when He Lihong ntioned it last night, but it really couldn’t be that severe even if she hadn’t developed, could it?
After all, she’s already a 25-year-old young woman, but only after seeing her in person did he realize how wrong he was.
She really was quite flat, almost like a boy.
That is, compared to those skinny boys, so muscular guys would completely overshadow her, no wonder the girl was troubled.
However, while Li Ruoruo was indeed flat, her looks were delicate and grew more pleasing the more one looked, though her clothing leaned towards the masculine, it wasn’t lacking in the grace of a girl.
"Dr. Lu, can my Ruoruo’s condition be treated with herbal dicine?" Li Ruoruo’s mother seed sowhat introverted, her voice gentle, completely different from the outgoing and slightly loud He Lihong.
"This might need so observation first."
Li Ruoruo’s mother didn’t quite understand what that ant, but He Lihong imdiately got it and gave Wang Youqing a look: "Old Wang, you step out first."
As a doctor, Wang Youqing understood the implication in Lu Xuan’s words and turned to leave the traditional Chinese dicine clinic, not forgetting to close the door as he went out.
He Lihong was even more thoughtful, locking the door behind him, leaving only Lu Xuan, He Lihong, and the two won in the clinic.
"We can start now," He Lihong said directly.
Lu Xuan nodded and looked at Li Ruoruo: "Would you like to go to the inner room and take your clothes off first?"
Li Ruoruo wasn’t quite like her mother, more like her aunt He Lihong, decisive and bold. After Lu Xuan spoke, she directly took off her short-sleeved top: "No need to bother."
After saying that, she took off her sports bra as well.
Lu Xuan was montarily speechless, not because of what he saw but being taken aback by Li Ruoruo’s "manly" deanor, temporarily at a loss for words.
"Did I scare Dr. Lu?" Li Ruoruo seed self-aware, smiling brightly.
"A bit."
To prevent misunderstanding, Lu Xuan explained, "It’s not because of anything else, just..."
"I get what Dr. Lu ans."
Li Ruoruo said openly: "Illness doesn’t shy from the doctor, and there’s nothing remarkable about this. If I cut my hair, no one would suspect if you said I’m your brother."
Lu Xuan opened his mouth, torn between laughter and tears: "That’s true, but usually you should be a bit more mindful."
"Naturally, I’m not an exhibitionist. It’s just because I need Dr. Lu to see, otherwise, I wouldn’t be comfortable undressing completely in front of a guy my age." This ti, Li Ruoruo seed a bit shy.
Lu Xuan found himself at a loss for words.
Li Ruoruo’s mother shook her head repeatedly, but she didn’t say much. Perhaps knowing her daughter too well, there wasn’t much to add.
But He Lihong seed a bit flustered. While she was decisive, she wasn’t as unrestrained as Li Ruoruo, casually undressing without regard for Lu Xuan’s presence.
Other girls would probably find another place to disrobe when seeing a doctor.
Though it couldn’t be avoided, as a girl, shyness is generally more appropriate.
But Li Ruoruo’s personality was already ford, and nothing could change it now.
Lu Xuan could only marvel at how different the daughter and mother were, barely resembling a mother-daughter relationship.
The contrast was stark.
Li Ruoruo’s mother appeared to be the delicate type, while Li Ruoruo herself was far removed from any semblance of delicacy.
"Dr. Lu, let’s get started, otherwise, I’ll feel weird staying exposed like this." Li Ruoruo finally said sothing a girl ought to say, making Lu Xuan silently applaud her in his mind, that’s the spirit of a girl!
The one undressing without a second thought, what was that all about?
However, since Li Ruoruo raised it, Lu Xuan didn’t overthink. With a clear mind, he proceeded as needed, detailed examination as appropriate.
Developntal issues aren’t rely resolved by checking the pulse or just looking.
This is quite like costic surgery, where traditional Chinese dicine relies mainly on touch to assess the developnt level, determining the underlying cause for a comprehensive judgnt.
After a few minutes, Lu Xuan understood about enough and signaled for Li Ruoruo to put her clothes on.
"Sit down, let check your pulse."
Li Ruoruo pulled her clothes on, sat before Lu Xuan, extending her slightly dull-skinned arm.
"In fact, it’s wise not to have gone for surgery; what’s fake is always fake. Any surgery can harm the body’s Primordial Qi, and it’s hard to recuperate, plus the maintenance cost of implants is high later on. They don’t last long and could affect marriage and childbirth." Lu Xuan said as he checked her pulse.
"Ruoruo, you heard that, right? Dr. Lu also said so."
"Your uncle doesn’t often praise people, and Dr. Lu doesn’t know how many difficult cases he’s cured. Your issue is minor to him, isn’t natural developnt better than fake?" He Lihong chid in.
"And there are too many side effects, avoid costic surgery if possible. Even without developnt, it’s better than surgery."
"So, can herbal dicine work?" Li Ruoruo seed to catch the underlying aning in Lu Xuan’s words, her eyes gleaming with excitent.
Lu Xuan nodded: "It can work, but I can’t say how much you’ll develop eventually. Mainly because it’s quite late now. Before eighteen would have been best."
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