C29 (2/2)

Seeing the little girl like that, Zhou Yang laughed.

”Come, give me your hand. Big brother will help you take a look.”

Zhou Yang looked at the girl and said again.

”Could it be that he's a godly doctor in seclusion?”

As the steward of the Tong Family, the old man naturally knew about the young miss' situation. Seeing Zhou Yang speak about the crux of the problem so easily, he became suspicious and did not stop him.

”Does he really know medicine?”

As for the mysterious Zhou Yang, Zhu Xirou was still unable to see through him.

But from the looks of it, his medical skills were certain.

Thinking about it, Zhu Xirou smiled.

”Can you really help me?”

The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhou Yang in anticipation.

Not knowing why, she actually felt that Zhou Yang didn't seem like a bad guy!

”I'll do my best.”

Zhou Yang nodded slightly as he said this with a friendly smile on his face.

”But why are you helping me? We don't seem to know each other. ”

The girl tilted her head and asked again.

”Because you and I are fated.”

Zhou Yang smiled and said somewhat earnestly.

In the eyes of an existence like Zhou Yang, fate was a very mysterious thing.

Many times, fate and fate were linked.

”Hur Hur Hur, you are so humorous.”

Seeing that Zhou Yang had become serious, the girl chuckled and at the same time, extended her arm that was as white and tender as a piece of jade.

Zhou Yang did not comment on the girl's answer.

However, in the next moment, a serious expression appeared on his face. He then extended his middle finger and index finger and lightly tapped them on the girl's wrist.

”En, take my pulse?”

Seeing the girl's two fingers jumping nonstop, Zhu Xirou's eyes flashed with a different light as he looked at Zhou Yang in disbelief.

This method seemed to have some sort of law, but it was different from the pulse checking method of the current world.

”This Zhou Yang is getting more and more mysterious.”

As he thought about it in his heart, Zhu Xirou retracted his mind and looked at the scene before him.

Zhou Yang's pulse lasted for five minutes, and in the end, he slowly retracted his hand.

But at this moment, Zhu Xirou was completely shocked as she looked at Zhou Yang with shock.

At this moment, Zhou Yang's forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat, his originally rosy complexion had actually turned deathly pale, and his lips had even turned a little purple.

Was this caused by him taking his pulse?

But what sort of pulse control could cause such a huge consumption of energy?

Zhu Xirou was puzzled, but the shock became more and more intense.

”Phew …”

Withdrawing his hand, Zhou Yang exhaled deeply and looked at the girl.

Being looked at like this by Zhou Yang, the girl seemed to be very nervous as she looked straight at Zhou Yang with her pair of big eyes.

To the side, the old man also looked at Zhou Yang anxiously, waiting for his answer.

”Fortunately, it's not to the point that there's no cure.”

Finally, after wiping away his sweat, Zhou Yang said leisurely.

”…”

Hearing this, Zhu Xirou was instantly speechless.

What did he mean by 'there's no cure'?

Was it still possible to save him?

”However, if I want to cure him thoroughly, I'm afraid it's impossible right now.”

While talking, Zhou Yang looked at Zhu Xirou: ”Prepare a pen and paper for me.”

Seeing Zhou Yang's casual expression, although Zhu Xirou was unhappy, she still took out a pen and paper and handed it over to Zhou Yang.

”I want to see what tricks you can play.” Looking at Zhou Yang, Zhu Xirou thought in her heart.