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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · Général
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1861 Chs

Chapter 260: Teaching Little Prince Medicine_1

"Xuan'er, very good, you found all the right herbs."

Su Qingluo generously praised: "Starting today, you can learn how to take the pulse with your sister."

"Really? That's great, sister, I've always wanted to learn how to do it."

Little Prince's eyes sparkled.

"Of course it's true."

Su Qingluo smiled warmly: "Here, put your finger on sister's pulse and try to feel its rhythm."

"Okay."

Little Prince was excited, rubbing his small hands, trying to locate his sister's pulse.

"Feel the pulse yet?"

Su Qingluo patiently taught him.

"Yes."

Little Prince studied seriously.

"Try to count the number of pulse beats from one to eighty, then stop."

Su Qingluo was very satisfied with his intelligence.

"One, two, three... eighty."

Little Prince concentrated and counted, his little face serious.

When he finished counting to eighty, Su Qingluo taught him about heart rate.

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