The healer looks between them, hesitating before nodding meaningfully at Wei Ying, as if this behavior is nothing he hasn't seen before.

At least not in his younger patients.

Lan Zhan sits up straighter, wanting to protest as the strange thing is put inside Wei Ying's mouth. It could be anything and Wei Ying had not said anything about feeling ill? If Wei Ying is also ill, Lan Zhan should have noticed.

The other healer takes advantage of Lan Zhan's distracted horror to pop the other instrument into his mouth, recoiling quickly when Lan Zhan glares at him. He looks back at Wei Ying, peering down at the stick in his mouth to try and gauge if Wei Ying is truly ill.