"Can you not take your pulse?" Murong Qingjue said in a cold voice.

"If you don't take your pulse, how can I check your injury? How can I treat you? In traditional Chinese medicine, looking, listening, asking and dysfunction are the most basic, and the most basic and important. This pulse is cutting, and this link is essential." Tang Xiaochuan said.

"But... no man has ever touched my hand." Murong Qingjue said hesitantly.

Since childhood, Murong Qingjue's hands or parts of his body have never been touched by men.

During the mission, an enemy man had also injured Murong Qingjue, but in the end they were all killed by Murong Qingjue.

In other words, any man who touched Murong Qingjue's body was killed by Murong Qingjue.

In Murong Qingjue's heart, although Tang Xiaochuan is not her enemy, Murong Qing definitely has a natural sense of rejection from the opposite sex. Anyway, once a man touches her body, Murong Qingjue will feel uncomfortable all over.

Tang Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Now I am a doctor, you are a patient, there is no distinction between men and women in the eyes of doctors. Similarly, don't think too much in your heart. Although I, Tang Xiaochuan, are not a gentleman, I will not take advantage of you by this opportunity."

"Then I don't need you to treat my injuries!" Murong Qingjue stood up and was about to leave here.

Tang Xiaochuan felt strange in his heart.

Isn’t it just a pulse? Is there such difficulty?

Although Murong Qingjue is so charming, he doesn’t have to be so arrogant. If he can’t even take the pulse, let alone the subsequent treatment!

"You must be clear that your injuries are extraordinary, and some physical contact is inevitable. And it is already an era now, and your thoughts are too traditional!" Tang Xiaochuan said.

"And your life will only last half a year. If you don't treat it, it will only aggravate the spread of the injury. You may not even have half a year!" Tang Xiaochuan continued.

When Murong Qingjue heard Tang Xiaochuan's words, she stopped.

She was a little hesitant. Compared with this incident, her life was obviously more important.

But when Murong Qingjue felt very awkward when he thought of his hand being touched by a strange man.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you, but you'd better be honest, otherwise I'll kill you."

Tang Xiaochuan shook his head helplessly, what's the matter!

He treated people and was threatened.

"I think this Murong Qingjue is not only physically wrong, but also psychologically wrong." Tang Xiaochuan thought in his heart.

"Okay! Extend your right hand first." Tang Xiaochuan said.

Murong Qingjue put his white wrist as white as jade on the table. Murong Qingjue's skin was very good, clean and smooth, and his skin was as white as snow. Tang Xiaochuan's hand was placed on Murong Qingjue's white wrist.

Murong Qingjue's body trembled slightly, and her body even trembled slightly. Murong Qingjue's facial expression was a little weird, as if he was trying his best to control himself.

When Tang Xiaochuan put his finger on Murong Qingjue's pulse, Murong Qingjue even had the urge to kill Tang Xiaochuan.

Although she knew that Tang Xiaochuan was treating her injuries, she wanted to cut off the hand that Tang Xiaochuan placed on her skin.

"Now stretch out your left hand." Tang Xiaochuan said.

"Okay..." Murong Qingjue seemed to be suppressing himself with great force.

"I felt the blood and blood in your body surging. When I was taking your pulse for you just now, I felt your pulse beating like a running tiger and leopard. Could it be that you were going to attack me and want to kill me!" Tang Xiaochuan said.

"I hate men who meet me, especially those who have blind dates on their skin." Murong Qingjue said with a depressed voice.

"I'm very worried that when I was treating your injuries, I would be killed by you with one palm!" Tang Xiaochuan said helplessly. Just now, when he was taking the pulse of Murong Qingjue with his right hand, he felt a trace of murderous aura appearing on Murong Qingjue's body.

However, this murderous aura disappeared quickly.

This is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing.

Healing people and saving lives is actually in danger of life. Moreover, this danger comes from the person Tang Xiaochuan is treating. There is probably only one such strange thing in the world.

"Don't worry, I will restrain myself." Murong Qingjue said.

"Yes!" Tang Xiaochuan nodded and said nothing.

After taking the pulse for Murong Qingjue's left hand, Tang Xiaochuan already had a rough understanding of it.

The injuries Murong Qingjue suffered were very strange. This was not an external injury, but a very strange internal injury.

This internal injury seems to have little effect, but it is like a blood-sucking fly, eroding and damaging Murong Qingjue's body every day. Moreover, Murong Qingjue's physical injury is still spreading. After a month, this internal injury will form a vicious cycle. After a long time, it will spread to Murong Qingjue's whole body.

"Is your internal injury injured by someone?" Tang Xiaochuan asked with a frown.

Murong Qingjue nodded and said, "Not bad! My internal injury was injured by someone, that person is very strong."

"From the internal injuries you suffered, you can see that your injuries are in your chest!" Tang Xiaochuan continued.

"Yes!" Murong Qingjue nodded and said.

"The person who injured you?" Tang Xiaochuan asked subconsciously.

"I have already killed it!" Murong Qingjue said coldly.

"Well! Your injury is very troublesome. Can I take a look at your breasts?" Tang Xiaochuan continued.

"What did you say?" Murong Qingjue stood up suddenly, staring at Tang Xiaochuan with a frosty expression. The murderous aura instantly spread throughout the room, as if he would attack Tang Xiaochuan at any time.

"Don't get me wrong. I mean, can I see if you have any injuries on your chest? This way, you can use the next step of treatment!" Tang Xiaochuan said.

"Enough! You are not allowed to talk about this in the future, otherwise I will definitely kill you." After Murong Qingjue finished speaking, he turned around and left Tang Xiaochuan's room.

Murong Qingjue asked Tang Xiaochuan to take her pulse to the maximum extent.

This guy actually asked to look at her chest. If he hadn't known that Tang Xiaochuan was trying to heal her injuries, Murong Qingjue would have killed Tang Xiaochuan.

Seeing Murong Qingjue leave, Tang Xiaochuan shook his head speechlessly. This Murong Qingjue is really a very traditional woman!

In the eyes of doctors, there is no distinction between men and women. What Tang Xiaochuan did not expect was that Murong Qing's absolute rejection of the opposite sex would be so strong, which was beyond Tang Xiaochuan's expectations.

"It's better to let this happen!" Tang Xiaochuan closed the door of the room and said in his heart.
Chapter completed!