After holding him down, Xiao Niqiu guided Dr. Qian's hand to the old beggar's wrist.
Dr. Qian felt the patient's resistance and comforted him, saying, "Don't be afraid, let me feel your pulse, I may be able to relieve your suffering."
As he took the pulse, Dr. Qian's expression grew worse, and in the end, he let go of his hand and shook his head helplessly. He estimated the direction of Xiao Niqiu and said, "His heart pulse is chaotic and disorderly, he is mad!"
"Madness?" Xiao Niqiu paused, then asked, "Is there a cure?"
"I'm afraid I can't help. Madness is the most complicated disease, and so far, there is no cure for it." Dr. Qian's tone was grouchy. For a doctor, this kind of helpless situation was upsetting.
Once someone contracted madness, it could not be cured, and this was well-known.
