Xia Lin just happened to bring Xia Wuqie in. He bowed to Ying Zheng and Qi Pan.
"Your Majesty, Imperial Master, Dean Xia is here."
Xia Wuqie stepped forward, "Your Majesty, Imperial Master."
"Um."
Ying Zheng said, "Let the Imperial Master take a look and diagnose my pulse."
"promise."
Xia Wuqie came forward carrying the medicine box.
When Qi Pan stretched out his hand, Xia Wuqi was stunned for a moment.
Um???
Didn’t the Imperial Preceptor always dislike taking pulses?
If you have a headache or fever, I will look at your face and prescribe medicine based on your symptoms.
He never took my pulse.
Now this is...?
Xia Wuqie looked up at Qi Pan in confusion, "National Master?"
Qi Pan stretched out his wrist in front of Xia Wuqie.
"Let's get checked."
"promise."
Although Xia Wuqi was confused, he still took out the pulse diagnosis device from the medicine box.
Qi Pan placed his hand on the pulse diagnosis table, exposing his wrist.
Xia Wuqi placed three fingers on it to feel Qi Pan's pulse.
As soon as he touched it, Xia Wuqi's beard trembled!
I had grown a short beard with great difficulty, but he pulled out three strands of it in one go!
But he didn't care about the pain and just looked at Qi Pan's wrist in surprise.
Calm down and take a closer look.
???
!!!
This time, Xia Wuqie couldn't bear it anymore!
His eyebrows were flying and his beard was shaking!
Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is the Imperial Master in good health?"
this.........
Xia Wuqie swallowed his saliva.
He dare not say it!
Why did he feel that the Imperial Master's pulse was a little strange today?
this.........
Why does this pulse sound like a woman's?
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