Upon hearing Du Heng's life-saving conclusion, Pei Jihua laughed casually. "It's fine; I think what you said makes sense."
"As long as you think it's good, but be sure not to spread it around, and absolutely don't say a doctor said this. I'm afraid it will mislead others."
"I won't."
Du Heng had Pei Jihua switch hands, then continued with the pulse diagnosis.
Glancing at the taut, bulging muscles under Pei Jihua's short sleeves, Du Heng asked curiously, "You enjoy fitness?"
Pei Jihua looked down at his own quite fit and well-proportioned physique, his expression holding no pride. "I sit in an office for work, so I particularly like working out after I get off, especially running. Our company has a dedicated gym, and it's free for employees, so I spend about two hours on fitness every day."
Du Heng clucked his tongue twice but said nothing.
However, just these sounds piqued Pei Jihua's curiosity. "Doctor Du, what do you mean by that?"
