So, Qin Ye let go of his hand: "Since you said you're fine, go back and rest early."

"???"

Seeing that the woman was about to go back to the house, Zong Zhengchen didn't dare to act arrogantly anymore. He quickly grabbed her wrist and leaned his tall body over to her.

"I am very busy, and I have so many people to support and many things to do. I cannot afford to make any mistakes. For safety reasons, I would like to trouble Ye'er to check for me."

After saying that, he took the woman's hand and strode into the house.

Before entering the house, you have to put on some airs, sing a tune, and pretend.

I gave you a way out but you still won’t give it up?

Who did this man learn this bad temper from?

Xiao Zhihua?

Inside the house, the candlelight flickered gently. Beside the table, two figures were shrouded in candlelight, casting a soft glow on their outlines. The picture looked very warm and peaceful.

The man was sitting while the woman felt his pulse.

After she finished with her left hand, she used her right hand. After she finished with her right hand, she used her left hand again. She switched hands three or four times. The woman's eyebrows were wrinkled into a small mountain.

His pulse is steady and strong, his physique is healthy, his qi and blood are abundant, and his foundation is rich. He is extremely robust and does not look like he is injured at all.

Did she make a wrong diagnosis?

That's impossible. She practiced both Chinese and Western medicine and achieved amazing results. It's impossible that she made a mistake in taking a pulse.

"hiss?"

Qin Ye frowned, thinking in confusion.

What went wrong?

Zong Zhengchen laid his palms flat on the table, looking at the woman's serious frown. When she concentrated, she seemed to have an invisible charm.

She was in deep thought, with a wise light flashing in her eyes, filled with infinite wisdom, and the birthmark on her face was also particularly pleasing to the eye.

Her eyebrows are curved, slender and beautiful, her eyelashes are thick and curly, like two small fans, her eyes are dark and deep, like black gemstones, and her pink lips are like cherry blossom petals, small and with a light pink sheen, making people want to taste them.

In fact, she is very beautiful.

Her facial features are very beautiful, each of which is perfectly integrated on her face. She is neither fat nor thin, neither lopsided nor biased, and very iconic. However, the ugly birthmark makes people ignore her beauty.

Although the ghost doctor Yu Juezi is dead, he will definitely find a way to cure her!

Qin Ye was thinking about it and couldn't find a solution. She looked up inadvertently and saw the man staring at her.

That gaze...

It is no exaggeration to describe it as fierce as a wolf or a tiger!

Instantly, she seemed to understand something, "You...you are not injured, you deliberately lied to me!"

She didn't take the pulse wrong, he was just pretending!

Zong Zhengchen, who was suddenly exposed, felt guilty for a second and quickly explained, "I didn't mean it!"

"You!".7

What he said was tantamount to admitting it.

It really is...

"you!"

Qin Ye was so angry that he stood up, bent his index finger and ring finger, and hit him on the head.

Bang!

hateful!

Zong Zhengchen covered his painful forehead and looked at the woman with an extremely innocent look:

"I am indeed injured, but it is an external injury. You asked me to diagnose my pulse, so I asked you to do it..."

“…”

Feeling like this is still her fault?

"Okay, okay!" Qin Ye laughed in anger, rolled up his sleeves and sat back in his chair.

She saw that Zong Zhengchen had good hands and feet and his clothes were neat, and he didn't look injured at all. If he didn't give her a reasonable explanation, she would see how she would deal with him!

He stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and said coldly:

"Where is the injury? Let me see!"