Xiang Yi said, “Of course, are you feeling unwell?”
Yin Jiangxue wasn’t wishy-washy either, and she asked truthfully, “I just want to know if there’s a possibility of me getting pregnant.”
Xiang Yi nodded slightly and said, “Please stretch your left hand toward me.”
Yin Jiangxue reached her hand out and placed it in front of Xiang Yi nervously.
After about two minutes, the young girl said in a warm voice, “Now your right hand, please.”
The pulse diagnosis method relied on visual observation, hearing, and asking questions. There was a popular saying that men would have their pulse taken with their left hand, while women with their right. However, having the pulse of both hands taken was the only way to obtain a more comprehensive and accurate diagnosis.
After taking the pulse, Xiang Yi frowned slightly and stayed silent for a while.
When Yin Jiangxue saw her expression, her heart sank.
Despite her disappointment, she asked Xiang Yi, “I’m fine, you don’t have to think about what to say to comfort me… I know I’m not destined to have children in this life…”
Sheng Guang put his arm around her shoulder and patted it gently.
Xiang Yi looked up in surprise and said, “Miss Yin, you’ve misunderstood. I was pondering over which prescription is the best.”
She had once transmigrated to a world where she studied medicine hard and became the first female imperial physician in order to assist the female protagonist in becoming the empress.
She was best at gynecology.
However, she was too good at it, and her forte actually brought her troubles instead—just like how a star student would be troubled about which one of the numerous solutions they knew to use for answering the question…
Yin Jiangxue was over the moon. “You mean, I can still conceive!?”
“I’ll give it a try. There’s a 90% chance of success, but the follow-up will require you to cooperate with me to nurse your body,” Xiang Yi said conservatively.
‘90%’
Yin Jiangxue was in disbelief.
All the doctors she had seen before had all said that there was little hope of her conceiving.
The most optimistic doctor said that she would at most have a 20% chance of success!
Xiang Yi took a pen and paper, wrote down the prescription on the paper, and then handed it back to her. “I’ll compile a list of prescriptions and herbal recipes and send it to you soon. If you’re still worried, you can take them to an expert and confirm that it’s safe for consumption before purchasing some medicine according to the prescription.”
Extremely elated as if she had obtained a treasure, Yin Jiangxue thanked her profusely, “Thank you… thank you so much, Xiang Yi! I’ll definitely do what you said!”
Among the viewers watching the live broadcast, some were genuinely happy for Yin Jiangxue, while some were skeptical about it.
——[What magical prescription is that? Was she told to just drink more water?]
——[Vase Fairy, please go and read some books about talking tactfully. You’re always talking big, I can’t stand it.]
——[First, she said she could treat her brother in five treatments, now she said there’s a 90% chance that she can help Mama Yin conceive. She even confidently said that her prescription would withstand the test of experts. Does she really think she’s a genius doctor?]
——[No, no, no, she’s not confident, she just knows others can’t hold it against her! After the filming of this program ends, Dr. Xiang and Miss Yin will have nothing to do with her anymore. She’s merely doing that on purpose because she knows that they won’t hold it against her. Tsk, if only I could hire an expert now, I would definitely embarrass Vase Fairy and prove her wrong on the spot!]
As soon as the pop-up messages floated across the screen, some staff members entered again to whisper a few words to Li Jianyu.
This time, Li Jianyu did not slip into a trance but was, instead, dumbfounded.
‘No, it can’t be, right?’
The chairman of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association had requested to be on their variety show with a few powerful figures of the industry! The reason was…
He kept his gaze fixed on Xiang Yi, gulped, and took the microphone.
“Um, Xiang Yi, someone is looking for you…”
“They seem to be a few old men…”
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