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As she got closer, Su Nanxing realized that the man was actually sitting in a wheelchair!
No wonder she had thought the man seemed not tall just now, but looking at him now, even sitting in a wheelchair, one could tell that he was tall and slender, just overly thin.
His face was hidden in shadow, and its features were indistinct, but one could see the gauntness of his cheeks.
Su Nanxing reached out to take his pulse, feeling the emaciated wrist under her fingers.
She crouched down, concentrating on taking his pulse.
Fu Yanzhou sneered inwardly and closed his eyes.
Over the years, he had seen all the world-renowned doctors, but none could solve his problem.
A woman who looked like a high school student could cure his illness?
What a fantasy!
He assumed Yu Gu must have given her a hefty sum for the consultation.
Tsk!
