"Look at you, fifty-something, saying these things. I can't feel a pulse, so who knows?"
Shen Xuanqing glanced at his somewhat immature son with a look of irritation.
Luckily, he didn't end up studying Chinese medicine and becoming a veterinarian.
Otherwise, he figured he'd be so aggravated he'd lose ten years of his life.
"Isn't Chinese medicine all about observing, listening, asking questions, and feeling the pulse? Didn't you say a skilled practitioner doesn't need to feel the pulse to diagnose the illness..."
Shen Changming was all over the place.
The old man was just messing with him.
The other party had said they could identify illnesses without touching a pulse.
