Si Ye's face turned serious, "You have never missed a diagnosis. What is the problem?"

This is what Tongtong is worried about, she never misses it! She whispered: "When I felt my pulse, it looked like - slippery pulse!"

What the hell?

"Slippery pulse!" Tongtong described it in a low voice, "It flows smoothly, like beads rolling on a jade plate." As he spoke, he pursed his lips, suppressed a smile, and whispered, "commonly known as - happy pulse!"

Siye sat up and said, "This can't be nonsense!"

Can I not know that this is not nonsense?

Si Ye became anxious, "Old lady, where did you get your happy pulse?" Nonsense!

Tongtong leaned back and looked at his father, "The old man is staying the night..." Although it was a short day, he could figure it out.

Si Ye stared, his expression a bit dreamy.

Tongtong leaned over again and whispered: "...I suggest you change the old man to a soft bed."

Where to follow, not next to each other! What about the bed!

Tongtong wanted to laugh but had to hold it in, and her cheeks hurt from holding it in: "...how do you know that the old man's back hurts from sleeping on a soft bed?"

What if it’s not!

Si Ye: "..." Your mind is really extraordinary!
Chapter completed!