The hospital ward was absolutely quiet when Huo Yao took Prof Min's pulse.
Even Zhuo Yun did not dare to make a sound. He clenched his fists and watched Huo Yao intently as she took the patient's pulse.
Huo Yao removed her hand half a minute later with a puzzled look on her face.
"Miss Huo, how is he?" asked Zhuo Yun hurriedly.
Huo Yao did not give him any answers. She simply removed her silver needles and said, "Can you please get me half a glass of water?"
Zhuo Yun did not know why she wanted water. He simply acknowledged her and went over to the water dispenser nearby. He pulled out a disposable cup and filled it halfway with cool water.
Huo Yao stuck a silver needle on Prof Min's fingertip and collected some blood using the paper cup. When she was done, she mixed the blood with the water.
Huo Yao did not detect anything amiss with the mixture, but she paused briefly when she smelled the faint fragrance wafting from it.
