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.

was only off by

hearing this, “Are you saying that

someone’s

sneered and said dismissively, “You don’t know what you’re talking

master at

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

Guess my birthday.

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

was

an overwhelming urge to tear Charlie into pieces for the humiliation

he had never experienced such a

had important matters to

not when he still had to go

he knew he had to suppress it

at Master Vail’s livid face and boiling body, “What’s the matter? Can’t handle giving me a

that he had seen the old man display his eight-star warrior prowess, his suspicions

most of their time to perfecting

or opportunity to become a top traditional doctor, even if

knew this, and it only fueled his

this 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

ever heard of a Nobel Prize winner who

Human energy was finite.

meant he didn’t have the time or energy to

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