Seeing his anxious expression, Juhua couldn't help but chuckle. "What's the rush? Doctor Qin isn't leaving right this minute. Doctor Qin, why don't you rest for the night and take my pulse tomorrow? If you're too exhausted, won't your reading be inaccurate? I think taking a pulse is such a mysterious business. It's a good thing I never studied medicine; otherwise, I'm sure everyone's pulse would feel the same to me. How can anyone possibly feel such a subtle difference?"
Qin Feng smiled and said to her, "I'll just take a preliminary reading for now; I will naturally take it again tomorrow. Every profession has its secrets. To an outsider, taking a pulse might seem very difficult, but once you get the hang of it, I'm sure someone as meticulous and calm as you could learn it well."
As they spoke, they arrived at the Zhang family home. Zhang Huai immediately began to make arrangements, asking Qin Feng where he would take Juhua's pulse.
