C254 Misdiagnosis

They took turns to cut the middle-aged woman's pulse. Ye Feng was not in a hurry. He was still sitting behind the table, looking at the woman carefully.

Perhaps it was because of nervousness, the woman's gaze seemed to be somewhat wandering. She occasionally exchanged glances with Ye Feng, and then she hurriedly avoided him.

The three of them had finished checking the pulse