Qiao Nian looked over and saw an old man lying on the bed. He was thin and had his eyes closed. His lips were also black and blue.
He was the same age as Nie Mi, but he looked much older than him. She didn't need to look carefully to see the signs of exhaustion on his body.
Wei Lou approached her and ignored the doctors. He asked softly, "How's my grandfather?"
"He's not doing well." Qiao Nian shook her head and walked over. She restrained her expression and said seriously, "I'll check him first."
"Okay." Wei Lou took a deep breath. He was actually very nervous. He clenched his fists and pursed his lips as he said to the doctors, "Move aside first."
"Young Master Wei, who is she? Where's Professor Liang?" a doctor raised his chin and asked.
These were all specialists his father had found at the military hospital in Beijing. Wei Lou controlled his temper and said, "They're outside. This is the doctor I found. Please make way and let her take a look at my grandfather."
"She's a doctor?"
A few people in white coats looked at each other and saw the astonishment on each other's faces.
How old was this girl?
She looked like an ordinary high school student.
Young Master Wei actually said that she was a doctor? It was too ridiculous!
Qiao Nian didn't care how others looked at her. To be precise, she had never been surprised by how others looked at her. She walked to the bed and pulled a chair to put down the shoulder bag. Then, she sat down and took the elder's left hand from under the blanket. Her slender fingers rested on the elder's pulse.
Her movements were natural and smooth, and her actions were very professional.
The doctors from the military hospital were even more surprised. They didn't expect the other party to know Chinese medicine?
Qiao Nian took the pulse very quickly. It took almost a minute.
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