Why didn't she tell Xu Hao about her illness, yet how did Xu Hao know?
When Xu Hao saw Bing Qin's gaze, he smiled inwardly. It seemed he wasn't wrong in his guess; her body indeed had some issues.
Xu Hao smiled and said, "If I may, please let me check your pulse."
Xu Hao extended his right hand.
Bing Qin hesitated a bit. She seldom interacted with her sisters, let alone with men. But seeing Xu Hao's sincere gaze, devoid of any other emotions, she slowly extended her arm.
Her skin was very fair, like pure white snow, without any blemishes.
At this moment, Ning Han sneered, "Hmph! Kid, you're really something. Just to touch another woman's body, you've even come up with such a lie about being a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. To become a doctor capable of healing, one usually needs to be quite old, but how old are you? Just in your twenties, right? How advanced can your medical skills be?"
