"Either way is okay."
Whether the patient was standing or sitting had little impact on their pulse.
Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes slightly. She tilted her head and said, "This will take some time. If you are too tired to stand, you can also sit down."
"Is that so? Then, I will sit down."
Without much delay, Master Cheng found a place to sit down. He stretched out his left hand, put it on the table, and rolled up his sleeves.
"Miss Qiao, come here."
"Mm."
Qiao Nian walked over and sat opposite him. She stretched out two beautiful white fingers and placed them on his wrist. She then lowered her eyelashes and quietly measured his pulse.
Outside the laboratory, everyone was very quiet. Their breathing became tense. No one said that they couldn't speak during the checking of his pulse. However, no one made a noise.
