"I'll take a look at the situation first."
Lin Chen did not launch into a grandiose boast. Instead, he stepped forward, dropped to one knee, took Aunt Zhang's hand, and said, "Let me check your pulse first."
"Oh? Xiaocheng, you study traditional Chinese medicine?"
Aunt Zhang was somewhat surprised.
"Mainly traditional Chinese medicine, but my knowledge of Western medicine isn't shallow either."
Lin Chen was not bragging. It was true.
After hearing this, Aunt Zhang was skeptical. In her eyes, Lin Chen was so young that even if he really knew Medical Skills, he had probably only learned the basics. He might be able to treat minor colds and fevers, but her illness was likely beyond him.
Seeing that no one else spoke, Lin Chen focused on taking her pulse.
About a minute later, Lin Chen released her hand. Aunt Zhang's pulse was extremely unstable. It was clearly more than just pneumonia. If things went badly, it could be cancer. This pulse felt somewhat like the final stages of a serious illness. Perhaps she had undergone treatment for a while before suddenly stopping, causing her body to react abnormally.
"Lin Chen, how is my mother?"
Seeing Lin Chen frown deeply, Zhang Xiaobo grew nervous.
Lin Chen did not answer. He pressed a hand against Aunt Zhang's back and instructed, "Aunt Zhang, take several deep breaths. Let me have a look."
"Alright!"
Aunt Zhang nodded and began breathing deeply.
Taking the opportunity, Lin Chen activated his X-ray vision and examined her insides. As her lungs expanded with each deep breath, he could clearly see the lesion.
Sure enough, the lesion was purple. It had been caused by inflammation that had lingered too long. The purple inflammation inside could very likely develop into a tumor if it persisted.
Judging by Aunt Zhang's