chapter 482 Sun Tianqiao's reverse scale

The unexpected words from Mateo made Layla's heart pound wildly, giving her a sensation of a young deer stumbling in its tracks. A faint blush emerged on Layla's pretty face. She extended her hand, her wrist as white as porcelain, reminiscent of a piece of art. Mateo placed his hand on Layla's pulse. The magic of traditional Chinese medicine is that by taking the pulse, one could diagnose illnesses within the body. However, this is a technique only top-tier doctors possess. Mateo was one of the elites. Feeling...