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"Either way is okay."

Whether the patient was standing or sitting had little impact on their pulse.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes slightly. She tilted her head and said, "This will take some time. If you are too tired to stand, you can also sit down." "Is that so? Then, I will sit down."

Without much delay, Master Cheng found a place to sit down. He stretched out his left hand, put it on the table, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Miss Qiao, come here."

"Mm."

and quietly measured his pulse. Outside the laboratory, everyone was very quiet. Their breathing became tense. No one said that they couldn't speak during the checking of his pulse. However, no one made a

tenser. He couldn't help himself and asked, "Miss

her eyes closed. She didn't seem like she was attending to Master

changed her posture and used her fingers on her other hand to check his pulse. She waited for another minute before raising her head. Her eyes were black as she

A person suffering from

Master Cheng, who had not recovered from his shock yet. She said, "Your headache is mainly concentrated around the forehead, bifrontal, parietal, occipital, and neck. The nature of the

look of surprise appeared on Master Cheng's face. He looked at

was a Western Medicine practitioner. She didn't take his pulse. She listened to him describe

After his brain scan came back, she rambled off some technical terms and gave him a prescription. That was all. Although

ends of Qiao Nian's eyes raised a little and she smiled. She said, "I know this from taking your

this kind of pulse pattern is mainly caused by too much moisture and

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