Qiao Xi's eyes shimmered faintly with unshed tears as she sat down across from Mrs. Pei, saying, "Please extend your hand."
Mrs. Pei's expression was one of disdain and reluctance as she stretched out her hand, saying, "Go ahead."
She was dressed extravagantly today in a strapless gown with a small shawl draped over it. The weather outside was still quite chilly.
Qiao Xi lowered her gaze slightly, placing her fingers on Mrs. Pei's wrist to carefully examine her pulse.
The pulse was strong and rigid, moving straight up and down.
Retracting her hand, Qiao Xi said, "There's nothing seriously wrong, just an overactive liver yang and excessive heat. Pay more attention to your diet, avoid greasy, spicy foods, and try to keep your temper in check."
"Hah."
Mrs. Pei sneered. "I already know all of this even without your diagnosis. I thought you'd uncover some earth-shattering issue. Clearly, I overestimated you."
