Xu Xiangbei closed the door with a grin, and said to Xu Wanxin, "Don't be nervous, it's just like an ordinary doctor treating your illness."
At the same time, he patted her shoulder, gesturing for her to sit down.
"Reach out your hand, and I'll take your pulse again!"
Xu Wanqing looked utterly skeptical, "Didn't you just say you had already taken my pulse?" Her almond-shaped eyes stared straight at Xu Xiangbei, as if trying to see through him.
"The previous check was very crude; now it's a formal examination. Don't you want to get well?" Xu Xiangbei's face started out expressionless, then turned serious, with no sign of anything amiss visible on him.
Reluctantly, Xu Wanqing extended her alabaster-like hand, and Xu Xiangbei grasped it immediately, taking her pulse.
"Did you experience extreme cold as a child?" Xu Xiangbei noticed her pulse was normal, but there was a presence of extreme cold in her body, the main reason why it had left her with a lingering ailment.
