Li Yi smiled slightly, his eyes revealing confidence in his traditional Chinese medicine skills. He looked at Zhao Lijuan and asked, "Teacher Zhao, do you know if the school has any longer, thinner threads?"
Zhao Lijuan: "Yes, we can find it. What kind of cable do you need?"
Li Yi: "Silk thread, or any other soft thread that easily transmits subtle vibrations, will do. The length should be around ten meters."
Zhao Lijuan: "I don't have silk thread, but would kite string work? Or fishing line?"
Everyone in the live stream was watching, and even without mentioning Li Yi, the viewers started complaining.
"Wow, this teacher is really something else! They wanted soft, easily transmissible silk threads, and she asked if fishing lines and kite lines would work? Impressive!"
"It's really not easy to find such a long silk thread on short notice."
"If it really doesn't work, let's try taking the pulse again at another time."
The audience all thought Li Yi would refuse, but to their surprise, Li Yi nodded and said, "Okay, fishing line and kite line will do."
Zhao Lijuan: "That's no problem. Our school happens to have kite lines and fishing lines. I'll go check which one is thinner and use that one."
Li Yi: "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Teacher Zhao."
“It’s not troublesome at all. You’re spreading traditional Chinese medicine culture, and we will definitely give you our full support!” Zhao Lijuan said.
After saying that, she immediately went to prepare the thread for the pulse diagnosis.
The viewers in the live stream were completely bewildered.
"Wow, are they using the thread for pulse diagnosis so carelessly?"
"Oh no, I have a feeling this senior is going to get into trouble."
"Kite lines and fishing lines are actually quite elastic, so maybe they really will work. Let's wait and see!"
Soon, the line was ready—a ten-meter-long fishing line.
The medicine-brewing room was clearly not suitable for pulse diagnosis, so Li Yi and Zhao Lijuan went to the teaching building.
In the corridor, there was a table and a stool, and Li Yi sat down.
Inside are classrooms and where the patients are located.
The pulse-taking thread passed through the door crack and was concealed by a curtain.
At the same time, Li Yi would wear an opaque blindfold to ensure that he could not see anything and could only hold the fishing line in his hand.
The person broadcasting the live stream stood at the back door of the classroom, and the camera could switch back and forth between the inside of the classroom and Li Yi's side, allowing viewers in the live stream to see if they were faking it.
Li Yi's ability to diagnose pulses by suspending a thread was taken very seriously by the president of Chongqing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who watched the live broadcast in the conference room along with a group of school leaders.
Qiao Ya is a news anchor, and she's getting a little nervous.
Can such a long thread really be used to diagnose a pulse from the subtle vibrations it transmits?
There are indeed ancient legends that there were skilled imperial physicians in the palace who could take pulses by threading a needle. This was a method of taking pulses that was invented specifically to avoid the taboo of men and women touching each other when treating the concubines in the harem.
However, in modern society, no one has ever tried it.
"Senior, you said we can start, so let's begin."
Li Yi: "Let's begin!"
In the classroom, Zhao Lijuan was the first to come up, wrapped the fishing line around her wrist, and then placed her hand flat on the table.
"Senior, the first one is done."
Li Yi nodded upon hearing this and said loudly to Qiao Ya's camera, "Dear viewers, the art of 'pulse diagnosis by thread' is not a mere fabrication. It originated in the ancient imperial court and demands extremely high skill from physicians. Today, I will use this technique to demonstrate the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine."
After speaking, Li Yi put on the blindfold, picked up the fishing line with his right hand, and began to feel the faint pulse transmitted through the silk thread.
Qiao Ya would point the camera at Zhao Lijuan in the room for a while, and then at Li Yi in the corridor for a while.
The atmosphere in the live stream instantly became tense, with viewers holding their breath, afraid of missing any detail.
Time passed second by second, and Li Yi's brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, as if he were having a silent conversation with the patient's body.
Finally, Li Yi slowly opened his eyes and said, "Friend, are you a girl? I don't know if you are a student or a teacher? If you are a student, then there are some things I can't say. If you are a teacher, then I can speak freely."
Qiao Ya said, "Senior, you are a teacher, so please feel free to speak."
Li Yi then said with relief, "Alright. Judging from the pulse, it shows a double-bead pulse, which is a sign of pregnancy. Congratulations, you are pregnant, about a month and a half along. Everything else is fine."
Zhao Lijuan was completely bewildered. She was pregnant? How come I didn't know?!
She couldn't help but ask, "Take my pulse again, how come I didn't know I was pregnant?"
Upon hearing this, Li Yi realized it was Teacher Zhao. He smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, you can go to the hospital now for an ultrasound. You'll know the answer immediately."
“Okay, I’ll go to the school hospital right now,” Zhao Lijuan said happily.
She has been married for five years and has been trying to get pregnant, but hasn't been able to conceive.
She had been too busy with work lately and hadn't paid attention to it, but unexpectedly Li Yi told her that she was pregnant.
She rushed to the school hospital, and after a color scan, she found out she was indeed pregnant, at 6 weeks gestation.
"Amazing! Li Yi is truly amazing!"
Zhao Lijuan was overjoyed and returned to the live broadcast site with the color photo of the examination results.
Upon seeing this, many of the audience members cheered.
"Wow, that's amazing! At six weeks pregnant, when the fetus has only recently developed a heartbeat, they were able to detect it through palpation. That's incredible, you have to admire them!"
"Wow, traditional Chinese medicine is amazing! The 'pulse diagnosis by hanging thread' is actually real!"
"Our ancestors were right!"
However, some people have expressed doubts.
"Heh, how could she not know if she's pregnant or not? This is just a show they put on together. Don't take it seriously, or you'll lose!"
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