So, he said, "You say this condition is strange? I have some accomplishments in medicine myself. Come, I'll go with you and take a look."
"After you, Senior," Ye Fan said respectfully.
Zhan Xiong then followed him to Su Qingxue's villa. Su Qingxue had just returned from work, and when she saw Zhan Xiong, she greeted him politely, though she was unsure why Ye Fan had brought him over.
"I heard you've fallen seriously ill, so I came to see if I could figure out what's ailing you," Zhan Xiong told Su Qingxue.
"Thank you for your trouble, Senior," Su Qingxue said gratefully.
Zhan Xiong then instructed Ye Fan to tie a silk thread around Su Qingxue's wrist. Holding the other end, he began his diagnosis. The essence of traditional Chinese medicine—observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking—was a path Zhan Xiong had clearly cultivated to its pinnacle.
