Charlie cut Master Vail off and asked him, “Hold on… What exactly was the competition about?”

Master Vail spoke with arrogance in his voice, “We compared pulses.

In the first round, we had to determine the age of the patient.

In the second round, we had to determine who could be the most accurate.”

Charlie interrupted him before he could continue, “That’s enough about the second round.

I’m more interested in the first.

How did you come up with the rules for guessing someone’s age by their pulse?”

Master Vail’s voice turned cold, “The rules were simple.

We both took the patient’s pulse, then wrote down what we believed to be their date of birth.

After that, the patient showed us their ID card to see who came closest to their actual date of birth.

It was that simple.”

Charlie nodded in understanding, “Okay.

What were the results of yesterday’s competition?”

Master Vail spoke loudly and confidently, “Yesterday, I determined that the woman was born on August 8th, 1966.

Dr. Simmons guessed that she was born on March 3rd, 1967.

The date of birth on the woman’s ID card was August 15th, 1966.

only off by

brow hearing this, “Are you saying

someone’s birthday

and said dismissively, “You don’t

master at

towards Master Vail and said to challenge him, “Go on then,

Guess my birthday.

you’re off by more than seven days, I’ll

was

felt an overwhelming urge to tear Charlie into pieces for

he had never experienced such a

knew he had important

him, not when he still

act on his hatred, he

the matter? Can’t handle giving me a simple pulse? You’re just an old bastard

set a trap for Dr. Simmons, but now that he had seen the old man display his eight-star

most of their time to perfecting their

have the time or opportunity to become a top traditional doctor, even if

and it only

world, there were many accomplished scientists who could win the Nobel Prize, art masters who could perfect a certain musical instrument or painting, and athletes who could train tirelessly to become world

of a Nobel Prize winner

Human energy was finite.

eight-star martial artist meant he didn’t

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