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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."

his pulse. Outside the laboratory, everyone was very quiet. Their breathing

did not speak, his expression became tenser. He couldn't help himself and asked, "Miss Qiao, how is Master Cheng's situation?" The corners of Zhou Wei's mouth curled downwards. There was

She didn't seem like she was

raising her head. Her eyes were black as she looked at the old man and asked, "Have you been suffering from headaches, nausea, and have been vomiting

all you found out after so long? A person suffering from migraines would

shock yet. She said, "Your headache is mainly concentrated around the forehead, bifrontal, parietal, occipital, and neck. The nature of the headache is

Master Cheng's face. He looked

Medicine practitioner. She didn't take

to conduct some tests on him. After his brain scan came back, she rambled off some technical terms and gave him a prescription. That was all. Although Liang Lu used a bunch of technical

and she smiled. She said, "I know this from taking your

in pace. Your liver and gallbladder are blocked. Your spleen and stomach are weak. In traditional Chinese Medicine, this kind of pulse pattern is mainly caused by too much moisture and lack of blood and

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