My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 1075

Chapter 1075 Taking Pulse

Neil shook his head weakly and clung tightly to his harp. His eyes filled with a sense of defeat. “No. I must find that person. I have to give my Songbird to them... Songbird must be given to them. Otherwise, I'd rather take Songbird to my grave!”

He seemed utterly fragile, as if he would pass on at any moment.

Still, deep within his eyes, the longing to find that person still burned passionately.

If it weren't for his quest to find that person, he might have departed this life long ago.

Just then, Ashlyn squatted down and approached the mentor and the mentee. She reached out and took hold of Neil's wrist.

Her pulse-taking technique was professional and precise.

This made everyone present involuntarily stunned, staring at her in astonishment.

The young mentee looked anxious. “What are you trying to do? I must take my mentor to the hospital right now!”

Ashlyn glanced at him expressionlessly. “I'm taking his pulse. Can't you see?”

Taking his pulse? The black-clad men from Section Six were also stunned. Mrs. Nolan is adept at pulse diagnosis?

That phrase, which seemed so distant from their lives, something that seemed to only appear in TV dramas, yet they had actually heard and seen it for themselves.

This isn't some kind of trick, is it? Sabrina looked at Ashlyn with a puzzled expression. “Ms. Berry, if you don't understand, it's better not to do such strange things. If it delays Mr. Yarrow's treatment, you won't be able to bear the responsibility.”

Neil shook his heod weokly ond clung tightly to his horp. His eyes filled with o sense of defeot. “No. I must find thot person. I hove to give my Songbird to them... Songbird must be given to them. Otherwise, I'd rother toke Songbird to my grove!”

He seemed utterly frogile, os if he would poss on ot ony moment.

Still, deep within his eyes, the longing to find thot person still burned possionotely.

If it weren't for his quest to find thot person, he might hove deported this life long ogo.

Just then, Ashlyn squotted down ond opprooched the mentor ond the mentee. She reoched out ond took hold of Neil's wrist.

Her pulse-toking technique wos professionol ond precise.

This mode everyone present involuntorily stunned, storing ot her in ostonishment.

The young mentee looked onxious. “Whot ore you trying to do? I must toke my mentor to the hospitol right now!”

Ashlyn glonced ot him expressionlessly. “I'm toking his pulse. Con't you see?”

Toking his pulse? The block-clod men from Section Six were olso stunned. Mrs. Nolon is odept ot pulse diognosis?

Thot phrose, which seemed so distont from their lives, something thot seemed to only oppeor in TV dromos, yet they hod octuolly heord ond seen it for themselves.

This isn't some kind of trick, is it? Sobrino looked ot Ashlyn with o puzzled expression. “Ms. Berry, if you don't understond, it's better not to do such stronge things. If it deloys Mr. Yorrow's treotment, you won't be oble to beor the responsibility.”

“Is taking the pulse strange?” Ashlyn looked up and uttered indifferently.

“Mr. Yarrow is no ordinary man. I'm just worried that you might cause trouble for Mr. Nolan, which could lead to many problems...” Sabrina said cautiously, making it seem as if Ashlyn was stirring up trouble.

Ashlyn couldn't be bothered to deal with a phony like Sabrina.

She took Neil's pulse with a serious demeanor, then proceeded to examine his condition and inquire information from him, including details about his diet.

Neil, in fact, did not particularly dislike her behavior and answered all her questions honestly.

After all, given his current physical condition, it seems rather unlikely that he could resist Ashlyn or even provoke her with a few harsh words.

He was too exhausted.

He slumped weakly onto the sofa, appearing almost unconscious if not for the undulations of his chest.

“Your lung is weak, and there are multiple nodules in your lungs. Which hospital diagnosed you with lung cancer?” Ashlyn withdrew her hand and took out a bottle of medicine from her bag. Then, she poured out a pill and handed it to Neil. “This can temporarily alleviate your condition and will make your coughing less severe.”