"Nonsense!" Elder Jin glared at Song Yan Ning, barely stopping himself from slamming the table. He truly couldn't understand why Dean Liu had allowed Song Yan Ning to join the medical team.
Song Yan Ning's face also turned cold, "If you don't believe me, then forget it." She wouldn't have joined the medical team if it weren't for her grandfather's wishes.
Dean Liu was somewhat troubled. He knew that Song Yan Ning was very skilled in medicine, having witnessed it himself, but her claim that the other party's complexion was feigned—it was something he found hard to believe.
At this moment, Elder Jin stood up and walked towards An Yiqiao.
"Young lady, let me feel your pulse," said Elder Jin to An Yiqiao.
An Yiqiao nodded and extended her hand.
Elder Jin placed his hand on An Yiqiao's wrist, and after a while, he frowned, retracted his hand, and returned to his seat.
"Elder Jin, how is it?" Dean Liu asked.
