"Fine, I got it... Huh?" Jiang Ning muttered and suddenly realized something, looking up at him in disbelief, "What... did you say?"
Imperial Physician Wei stood up with a broad smile and cupped his hands, "You are with child, this is a pregnancy pulse."
Jiang Ning looked at him up and down, "You sure?"
"I have been a physician for thirty years, and have diagnosed countless cases; I can certainly be sure of this."
"Oh..." Jiang Ning dragged out the last syllable, "then listen, tell me, how many months am I?"
"The pulse is clear but weak, which means the pregnancy is not long. If I had to count, just over a month."
Huang Ying couldn't help but laugh at Jiang Ning's side.
Jiang Ning laughed too.
Just over a month.
This old man was going crazy.
What was he up to?
"Imperial Physician Wei, who instructed you to say this?" Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask, "After all, you are an Imperial Physician. With a heart as a parent, should there be even half a truth in what we say?"