Lu Shiyi felt a little embarrassed. This really was rather forward of him. He wanted to pull back, but he could no longer control his body, so he could only keep his hand pressed there.
Yu Qingchuan had been browsing pen displays on his phone.
He specialized in oil painting, but illustrations and character designs were no problem for him either. First, though, he needed to buy a pen display. He had his eye on one originally priced at 6,299 that was on sale for 4,999, and he was hesitating over whether to place the order.
He gritted his teeth and ordered the drawing tablet he had picked out. Since it shipped from within the same city, it could arrive that evening if delivery was quick.
That way, he could draw some samples that evening and start taking commissions the next day.
There was something else Yu Qingchuan wanted to do, though: get his health checked. He had jumped into losing weight so abruptly that he did not know whether his body could handle it.
Besides, acupuncture could also help with weight loss.
His previous experience was what had made him think of traditional Chinese medicine right away.
He had actually been badly injured that time he stepped in to help someone. Even after surgery, his fingers had only barely been reattached. They were so stiff when he woke up in the morning that he could not move them, and he had to work them loose one by one. Whenever the weather turned rainy and overcast, they also hurt terribly.
Later, a lady who was keen on wellness had recommended traditional Chinese medicine to him. After a few acupuncture sessions, his fingers had recovered considerably. At the very least, rainy days no longer left him in agony, and he could even carry light objects.
As a result, Yu Qingchuan had an instinctive trust in traditional Chinese medicine.
After buying the drawing tablet and asking the seller to ship it as soon as possible, he began searching for a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
The information online was rather disorganized, so Yu Qingchuan checked reviews on various sites before finally choosing a clinic that seemed well reviewed.
He booked an afternoon appointment through its official WeChat account. Ideally, pulse readings were taken in the morning, when the pulse was stable and the results would be more accurate. However, all the morning appointments for that week were fully booked. There were few patients booked for the afternoons, but the clinic's most skilled elderly doctor was fully booked as well. Only a somewhat younger doctor still had two or three slots available.
Lu Shiming did not come by to bring lunch, but he ordered takeout instead and called to say he would come over that evening.
Lunch that day was a small bowl of rice, stir-fried Chinese lettuce, and a chicken breast salad.
After finishing, Yu Qingchuan rubbed his belly. Just stick with it for two more days, and I'll get used to it!
After lunch, he took a nap on the attendant's bed. Then Yu Qingchuan said goodbye to Lu Shiyi and took a bus to the clinic.
He arrived a little early and waited about half an hour before it was his turn to have his pulse checked.
The clinic's decor had a distinctly traditional elegance, and a faint herbal fragrance hung in the air. Yu Qingchuan entered the consultation room, sat down on a bench, and explained his situation. "Hello, doctor. Lately, I've been feeling that I'm overweight, so I've been eating meals designed for fat loss. I'd like you to check my pulse and see whether there might be any problems with my health."
Being excessively overweight could also cause health problems, and Yu Qingchuan wanted to know whether the original owner's high-fat, high-sugar diet had put a serious strain on his body.
The doctor wore a white coat and looked refined and gentle. He appeared to be around forty.
When he noticed the heart-shaped mark on Yu Qingchuan's face, he found it a little odd and asked about it.
Yu Qingchuan searched through his memories, but he was not quite sure when the mark had appeared. It seemed to have been there since childhood.
The doctor nodded slightly and placed his fingers on Yu Qingchuan's wrist.
He quietly checked his pulse for a while, then suddenly smiled at Yu Qingchuan. "Young man, you need to practice some restraint."
Yu Qingchuan was utterly bewildered.
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