The young doctor also looked surprised: "Did grandfather make a wrong diagnosis?"
"I have been practicing medicine for forty years, and I have diagnosed countless cases of slippery pulse, never making a single mistake." The old doctor was displeased at the comment, and he stared at his grandson with a stern face, "You haven't even formally started practicing medicine, and you dare to question me? Who permitted you to diagnose the patient? Get out!"
The young doctor frowned, wanting to argue, but was unceremoniously dragged out by the old man.
"Huh?" Jiang Ning reached out her hand, "Don't leave."
No one paid her any attention.
She scratched her face.
This was a tricky situation.
The grandson said she was pregnant; the grandfather steadfastly denied it.
Still, Jiang Ning trusted the grandson's words more.
But the grandson was too honest and timid; he wouldn't dare to prescribe an abortion potion for her.