Chapter 603 - Pardon Me for My Inferior Medical Skills! (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Haowen looked embarrassed and was at a loss for words. He hesitated to speak a few times, wanting to ask for his forgiveness. However, seeing that he was engrossed in pulse reading, he was afraid of offending him if he were to disturb him. Momentarily, Wen Haowen didn’t know what to do.

Indeed, Wen Xinya didn’t expect that previously, in order to gain Wen Haowen’s trust, Ning Shuqian’s act of injuring herself to prove her innocence actually left such an effect on her health.

She recalled that period of time when she controlled the media and stirred up a storm with Ning Shuqian’s scandal. Based on Ning Shuqian’s temper, naturally, it was impossible for her to hold it together. It was definitely that time when her emotions became agitated and fluctuating, causing her brain to not heal properly, and resulting in this.

Ning Shuqian had wanted to use the opportunity to manipulate Wen Haowen but accidentally implicated herself.

Regarding this, Wen Xinya could only say that she was the one who had sinned and brought it all upon herself.

Du Shinan was still reading Ning Shuqian’s pulse. His expression was slightly strange and solemn as three of his fingers pressing onto Ning Shuqian’s wrist kept alternating, as if playing the piano.

The tinge of hope which was originally present in Old Mr. Wen’s heart was now like an extinguished oil lamp. “Master Du, how’s her pulse looking like?”

Du Shinan withdrew his hand and placed it on Ning Shuqian’s left wrist.

It was actually so mysterious!

The atmosphere became slightly strange.

What kind of pulse would actually make Master Du so solemn that not only did he take a long time to read it, he actually even changed hands?

Du Shinan’s attitude made Wen Haowen feel as miserable as being toasted by fire in a wok. He swallowed mouthfuls of saliva and asked carefully, “Master Du, is there a problem with my wife’s pulse?”

Du Shinan ignored him and continued reading Ning Shuqian’s pulse with concentration.

With trembling lips, Xia Ruya’s almond-shaped eyes stared intently at Du Shinan’s hand which was placed on Ning Shuqian’s wrist. As if she had fallen into an ice chamber, her body was stiff and cold. Her icy-cold breaths entered her throat and spread across her chest, each breath feeling like inhaling a harsh and cold knife, piercing into her chest and causing a dull pain.

She suddenly felt a sense of hopelessness.

“Grandpa Du, how’s Aunt Ning? Is her injury serious and is the baby in her womb safe?” Wen Xinya also voiced out in uneasiness and fear, as if worried that if anything were to really happen to Ning Shuqian, it would implicate her.

Du Shinan opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Wen Xinya obscurely with a tinge of strangeness in his eyes.

Wen Xinya naturally understood the meaning of that glance. Her expression became mild and distant with a bone-piercing coldness in her eyes. Since Ning Shuqian had wanted to use the fake pregnancy to deal with her, she would get rid of this cunning woman once and for all.

Everyone held their breaths in anxiousness. Du Shinan retracted his hand, bit down on his lips tightly, and didn’t say a thing.

Wen Haowen hurriedly asked again, “Master Du, how’s my wife’s condition? How’s the baby in her womb? Can we save him?”

Du Shinan stood up from the chair, looking all mysterious and finding it hard to speak.

Old Mr. Wen hurriedly said, “Please, Master Du, simply speak directly.”

Only then did Du Shinan voiced out sheepishly. “Please pardon me for my inferior medical skills. I’m unable to diagnose Madam Ning’s condition. Old Mr. Wen, please seek elsewhere!”

Since they were putting up a show, he would put up a good one with that girl, Xinya.

The words caused a stir among those present as they couldn’t quite figure out Old Mr. Du’s meaning.