"Whether it's fake or not, only you know!" Qin Han said indifferently.
A single sentence instantly broke through Ming Xizhi's psychological defenses, and he said with a bitter smile, "I'm almost forty, and my body is inevitably on the decline. There's no helping it."
"I say, you remember!" Qin Han said indifferently.
He didn't wait for Ming Xizhi to respond, and directly began, "Goji berries..."
In less than a minute, Qin Han had prescribed a medical recipe, then continued, "You take this prescription continuously for a month, and your body should recover. After that, I'll prepare some medicinal tea for you to drink at work, which should allow you to maintain until fifty. That's all we can do given the poor state of your body's foundation!"
"Really? Good, good! At least you have some conscience!" Ming Xizhi laughed happily, but after laughing, he suddenly became alert and asked suspiciously, "You wouldn't happen to have stirred up some big trouble again, would you?"