"Dr. Lu, what's going on with my daughter?"
"Is it because of her menstrual period?"
Wang Yuanfeng asked anxiously.
"Let me check the pulse first."
"Quick, give your hand to Dr. Lu." Wang Yuanfeng turned to her slightly shy daughter and said.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Dr. Lu."
Under Wang Yuanfeng's urging, the girl awkwardly extended her slender arm.
Lu Xuan placed his fingers on it and carefully sensed.
[It seems to be a gynecological issue, which Dr. Lu is good at handling!]
[It's boring, not a complicated case; I can't even muster any interest. When will a patient come that even Dr. Lu can't handle!]
[How can you speak like that, isn't a world without illness better?]
[Do you think that's possible?]
[Dreams are nice, but reality is even harsher than imagined.]
[Stop it, instead of wasting time, why not discuss this girl's condition.]
