"Uh, what do you mean?"
"His liver fire is too strong, and the heart fire is clogged, which is why he can't sleep at night. You could either find him a woman to release the fire, or let him visit andrology to see if there's any Western medicine to reduce the fire."
Enna Clark was so embarrassed by his words that she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Paris Nicholson paused, glanced at the man with a dark complexion, and continued, "Also, when I checked his pulse, I found it slightly different from a normal person. Does his family have any hereditary traits or genetic diseases?"
"You can tell?" Enna was so excited that she almost stood up from her seat.
Paris hadn't figured out why she was so excited and nodded, "It's so obvious. Couldn't the doctors you saw before tell?"
From the results of the pulse check, the issue with the pulse was evident.
As for speculating a genetic disease, it was purely his personal inference.
