Song Yan Ning looked at Mr. Zhou with a humble smile, "Grandpa Zhou, I've only learned the basics; my grandfather's medical expertise is truly profound. You should let my grandfather take your pulse; he'd surely detect the cause in no time."
Mr. Zhou laughed heartily and teased Song Yan Ning, "But I want you to take my pulse." He didn't actually have any illness; it was just that with age, his blood pressure was a bit high. However, he usually controlled it very well. Having Song Yan Ning take his pulse was simply to see whether she could determine his issue.
"Alright then, I will respectfully comply," Song Yan Ning walked up to Mr. Zhou and reached out to place her hand on his wrist.
"Xiao Ning, take a look at me too when you're done, my stomach has been quite uncomfortable lately," Grandpa Wang said cheerfully as he watched Song Yan Ning.
"Of course, Grandpa Wang," Song Yan Ning nodded in reply.
