Meng Yunzheng lifted his head, looked at Zhao Xi on the wall, and smiled, "Ask away."
Zhao Xi inexplicably shivered; he had a feeling that after getting married, Meng Yunzheng would definitely settle scores later.
Oh well, a reckoning it is, let's enjoy it for now.
He diverted his gaze away from him, cleared his throat, and said, "Okay, let's start with the first question, red envelopes."
Without hesitation, Meng Qi grabbed ten red envelopes and tossed them directly onto the wall.
He had great arm strength, and the red envelopes all fell into the courtyard, causing the people inside to gasp and scramble for them.
Only then did Zhao Xi speak up, "May I ask, if a young lady is experiencing loss of appetite, back soreness and drowsiness, changes in her appetite, often accompanied by nausea and vomiting, what could be the reason?"
Everyone: "..." Huh?
You can't just ask medical questions that only a doctor would know, right?
