As she spoke, Chi Wei put her hand on Fu Shiyan's wrist again.
He checked her pulse.
The moment their skin touched, she could clearly feel the man cower again.
Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes and looked as calm as ever. He had been lying down casually, but his body had already stiffened.
The warmth spread.
However, before he could say anything more, Fu Shiyan received a caring gaze from Chi Wei.
"You soaked in cold water for two hours. No wonder you caught a cold."
Sometimes, the pulse was a very magical thing. Through the frequency of the pulse, not only could one infer the condition of the body, but one could also calculate what the person had done not long ago and what the consequences were.
Chi Wei guessed that Fu Shiyan had suddenly jumped into the pool and soaked for two hours.
Although the weather was hot and stuffy, no rational person would do that.