He Qianqian looked at Ye Wutian, seeing him dressed in a black cloak with a hood half-covering his face, which appeared quite intimidating, so she hid behind Long Ke'er.
"What illness does she have?" Ye Wutian asked curiously. He was genuinely intrigued about what special ailment she had that even the mighty Four Seas Commerce Guild could not cure.
"We've already consulted many famous doctors, but none could diagnose the issue, yet her spirits have been consistently low," Long Ke'er said worriedly.
"So, what medicine is she taking now?" Ye Wutian casually asked.
"The president had some spiritual elixirs refined for her to nourish her spirit, but they haven't been effective," answered Long Ke'er.
Ye Wutian nodded, then said to He Qianqian, "Girl, come here, let uncle check your pulse."
He Qianqian shook her head repeatedly, "I don't want to—I don't want this strange uncle to treat me, Sister Ke'er, can we go find Uncle Mu instead?"
Ye Wutian was quite embarrassed.