Chapter 47 You Are Not Sick

"Is there a secret skill that is not passed down in the world?"

Li Beifeng was stunned, looking at the cold maid in front of him in disbelief.

Is she...playing a joke on him?

Diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread?

Is it a secret skill that was not passed down at that time?

I have little education, please don't lie to me!

However, Li Beifeng saw that Qiuyue's face did not have the slightest intention of joking.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Li Beifeng was full of contempt and suspicion.

"Wait a minute, let me feel it."

Li Beifeng frowned.

He felt as if something went wrong.

Diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread...

Li Beifeng was not unfamiliar with this thing.

Diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread could be passed down for thousands of years since ancient times, so there must be a reason and meaning for its existence.

But...

There has never been any scientific basis to prove that it is feasible.

Of course, there is no way to prove that it is not feasible.

Since it has existed for thousands of years, there must be a reason for its existence.

However, the fact that diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread can be called a secret skill that is not passed down made Li Beifeng unacceptable.

"You mean, is this pulse diagnosis by thread... or some kind of advanced medical technique?"

Li Beifeng looked at the people present with suspicion.

"What do you think?"

Qiuyue sneered, she had already concluded in her heart that Li Beifeng was a quack.

Li Beifeng looked at Su Shan and found that Miss Su was also looking at him with strange eyes at this time.

Li Beifeng's heart skipped a beat. ơɱ

He seemed to have overlooked something.

Since coming here, Li Beifeng has learned that this place is not much different from the world he was in before.

Even in the medical field, the difference is not that big, which makes Li Beifeng feel very involved and accept it all subconsciously.

However, now he suddenly wakes up.

It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no difference between the two worlds.

For example, Li Beifeng has never heard of the soul-guiding grass mentioned in the medical book.

Perhaps, it is a unique product of this world.

For another example, Li Beifeng used silver needles to cure the high fever of the little girl before.

This should have been just an ordinary technique, and any Chinese medicine practitioner with a little bit of skill could easily do it.

However, the little girl's father was very shocked by this, and even asked Li Beifeng if he was a child of a noble family.

At that time, Li Beifeng felt a little strange, and now he suddenly realized.

Some places in this world are indeed different.

The medical skills in this world... seem to be more backward than he imagined?

Li Beifeng's eyes were a little dazed: "So... you have to know how to diagnose the pulse with a hanging thread to be considered a miracle doctor?"

"Of course not."

Su Shan glanced at Li Beifeng and shook his head, "Diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread is a unique skill in the world, and not everyone can learn it. Most people who know how to diagnose the pulse with a hanging thread are famous doctors in the world. However, there are many miracle doctors in the world who don't know how to diagnose the pulse with a hanging thread."

"I'm relieved!"

Li Beifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that you had to know how to diagnose the pulse with a hanging thread to practice medicine.

That's a bit outrageous.

However, Qiuyue's eyes were still full of suspicion and distrust when she looked at Li Beifeng.

"Even so, you are a quack doctor, what qualifications do you have to treat the young lady?"

She had already determined that Li Beifeng was a person who was seeking fame.

Li Beifeng frowned slightly: "Can you shut up?"

He had long disliked this nosy maid.

How could this maid care more than Miss Su's mother?

Qiuyue looked stunned, and then her cold eyes were full of murderous intent.

"What did you say?!"

"I said, now I am treating your young lady. This is something that your young lady and your master agree on, why are you worrying about it?"

Li Beifeng shook his head and looked at Su Shan in front of him with some regret: "Your maid really doesn't take the master seriously."

"You..."

Qiuyue was so angry.

She had never seen such a weird attitude before.

She broke down on the spot!

"Qiuyue!"

At this time, Su Shan called out and shook her head gently.

Qiuyue, who had already had an extremely cold look in her eyes, heard the young lady's words and glared at Li Beifeng unwillingly before giving up.

Su Shan said lightly: "Qiuyue grew up with me since childhood and we are like sisters. She has always been like this, please bear with her."

Li Beifeng curled his lips.

No wonder!

With such a doting master, it is no wonder that her attitude is so arrogant and she does not take anyone seriously.

"For your sake, Miss Su, I will not bother with her."

Li Beifeng waved his hand, looking extremely generous.

Qiuyue beside him gritted her teeth and her beautiful eyes were cold.

Li Beifeng glanced at Su Shan and said: "I don't know how to diagnose pulses. If I want to confirm your condition, Miss Su, I am afraid I need to..."

Li Beifeng thought about it and didn't think about what words to use to describe it.

However, Su Shan understood.

She glanced at Li Beifeng, lowered her head slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

She seemed to be hesitating about something.

Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind.

She looked at Li Beifeng calmly and slowly stretched out her hand: "I know, come on."

Qiuyue, who was standing by, saw this scene and showed a look of astonishment in her cold eyes.

The lady...

Li Beifeng smiled and said, "Miss Su is indeed an open-minded person."

Su Shan curled her lips, turned her head away unnaturally, and said lightly, "I trust you once, but if you lie to me, the Su family will never forgive you!"

There was a hint of threat in her tone.

Li Beifeng shook his head.

He also knew that Miss Su Shan in front of him did not trust him.

She just held a glimmer of hope.

This glimmer of hope was hard to explain.

Perhaps she herself did not know what she was thinking.

"Miss Su, don't worry. As long as Miss Su cooperates, I will do my best."

Li Beifeng slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on Su Shan's pulse.

When he just touched her wrist skin, Li Beifeng clearly felt that Miss Su's body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, she turned her head away with an unnatural look.

Li Beifeng did not notice these, and when he just touched Su Shan's wrist, he felt a chill.

So cold!

Very cold!

It was like touching ice in winter, and people almost couldn't help shivering.

Li Beifeng glanced out the window, with a bit of surprise on his face.

Now it's summer!

Scorching summer!

Miss Su's body is like ice.

This is definitely not normal!

Very weird.

At this moment, Li Beifeng suddenly realized.

Miss Su's disease is not that simple.

Li Beifeng has also seen many strange cases, such as being afraid of cold and wearing cotton clothes all year round.

But they are all different from Miss Su in front of him.

Miss Su's skin temperature is too low, it's not like a normal person's body temperature at all.

Normal people, with such a body temperature, can't survive.

This disease... is very strange!

And...

As if he noticed something, Li Beifeng's face flashed a bit of shock.

His expression became more and more weird.

"What's wrong?"

Su Shan turned around, and when he saw Li Beifeng's face, he couldn't help asking.

At this time, Li Beifeng looked at Su Shan with a strange expression.

He looked a little hesitant.

After a long time, he finally said it.

"If I say that you are healthy and you don't have any disease... do you believe it?"

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