Zhang Lingchuan asked the other party to calm down.
Then he waited slowly.
Seeing that the symptoms seemed to have eased a bit, he began to inquire.
"Hmm, feeling a little better. It's not too serious today; it just comes and goes. Dr. Zhang, please continue taking my pulse."
Meng Yuanyuan nodded.
Sometimes the headache is so bad that she can only take painkillers, but luckily it wasn't that severe today.
And once her emotions calmed down, it indeed went away faster.
She felt that Dr. Zhang was quite skilled.
Then she extended her hand to let him continue the pulse diagnosis that was just interrupted.
"No need to take the pulse."
Zhang Lingchuan smiled slightly and shook his head, indicating that it wasn't necessary.
"Huh? No need to take the pulse??"
Meng Yuanyuan heard Zhang Lingchuan say it wasn't needed and was visibly more surprised than ever.
Could it be that she's beyond saving?
If that's the case.
What did that slight smile mean?
