"When am I going to die?" Yun Qian was momentarily stunned, staring blankly at Xu Chang'an.
Xu Chang'an's gaze shifted at the girl's adorable expression, then he coughed and explained, "I was just starting to learn medicine back then, remember?"
"I remember." Yun Qian nodded. At that time, Xu Chang'an wanted to nurse her health, so he delved into the Library Pavilion daily to study medicine. Only... it wasn't of much use in the end.
"It's because the pulse I read scared me." Xu Chang'an sighed.
He checked Yun Qian's pulse, and... he truly thought she was dying.
The pulse was tight and hurried, short and firm — a sign of no stomach.
The pulse was superficial, like a shrimp swimming, ever-changing — a sign of no root.
The pulse was chaotic, disorganized, irregular — a sign of no spirit.
No stomach, no root, no spirit, all are signs of a death pulse, each one life-threatening.
Seeing all these signs appear in Yun Qian's pulse, how could he not be worried?
