[Video; UN: gentlebreeze]

[gentledawn]

[This poor Spiritual Cultivator is looking rather worse for wear. He is wrapped in a blanket and his cheeks are red with fever.]

I won't be at the clinic today, I'm sorry. [He coughs and shifts away from the communicator to blow his nose. Oh dear.] If you are truly ill, contact me this w-w...

[And a sneeze!]

Excuse me. [He murmurs apologetically.] I will still help. Remember to eat your fruits and vegetables, friends, and get plenty of rest.

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[physicianhealthyself]

[He looks briefly startled then his expression settles and he laughs softly.]

Shall I take that as a yes, and prepare a package for delivery?

[gentledawn]

Please. [He bows to the feed, his hair falling forward.] Do you know the address?

[physicianhealthyself]

Ah, I may have it written about somewhere... but do confirm it for me. People are wont to move around, after all, and I would hate to get it wrong.

[He has a pen at the ready!]

Then we can discuss your symptoms and see what might be best suited for you.

[gentledawn]

[He sends the address as well as directions to his clinic if that is easier. Wen Kexing will be picking up his work for him - and he will come by the house to exercise Xingchen's mare too. So delivering some medicine to Xingchen wouldn't be too cumbersome.]

I'm very cold, I'm shivering and... My skin is hot. I think I must have a fever. I have a cough and my head is throbbing.