One had to rely on talent and experience to read someone's pulse. Mu Qing was talented enough, but he was far less experienced than Grandpa mu. Therefore, he could not see the problem that Grandpa mu could see.
Mu Wensheng took a long time to check Jing Yiran's pulse.
Although Mu Qing's medical skills were not as good as his, he was already very good. He had a solid foundation, but he lacked experience. If even he couldn't find out what was wrong with Jing Yiran, it meant that Jing Yiran's problems were complicated and rare. He needed to investigate them one by one.
An hour later, mu Wensheng's forehead was full of sweat.
Feeling the pulse was very exhausting. After all, the old man was old, and he could not take such a long time.
Mu Qing wiped the sweat off his face gently and stood beside Grandpa, waiting for the result and grandpa's guidance.
Half an hour later, mu Wensheng stopped and started to teach Mu Qing what Jing Yiran's problem was.
