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"Okay.

" Zhao Shihao was really a very obedient child.

nElder Liu first took Zhao Shihao's pulse. When he took Zhao Shihao's pulse, his brows were tightly furrowed. This made Elder Zhao and Zhao Shihao's mother, Sun Jia, who were watching from the side, worried.

nBecause Elder Liu's expression made them think that the diagnosis was not good.

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"Meng'er, take Shihao's pulse.

" After Elder Liu withdrew his hand from Zhao Shihao's wrist, he did not tell Elder Zhao and the others about the diagnosis. Instead, he asked Chen Meng'er to take Zhao Shihao's pulse, this made Zhao Shihao's mother, Sun Jia, feel a little uncomfortable.

nHowever, due to her father-in-law's presence, she opened her mouth but did not say anything.

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"Okay.

" Chen Meng'er knew that her grandfather was giving her a chance to put it into practice.

nChen Meng'er stepped forward and reached out her hand to touch Zhao Shihao's wrist. She was a little nervous, but when Chen Meng'er put her hand on Zhao Shihao's wrist and started to check his pulse, Chen Meng'er actually calmed down.

nChen Meng'er checked Zhao Shihao's pulse while her brain was spinning, searching in her mind for any symptoms similar to those in books. When Chen Meng'er's mutated brain sensed the information that Chen Meng'er sent to her brain, her brain immediately reacted and displayed Zhao Shihao's current physical condition, even the information that Zhao Shihao's body lacked certain elements was displayed.

nAnd Chen Meng'er's mutated brain gave a diagnosis of Zhao Shihao's pulse. As expected, Zhao Shihao's left cerebellum, which controlled his left foot and the nerves in his left hand, were suppressed by the congestion in his brain.

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"How is it? Have you diagnosed anything?

" Elder Liu asked when he saw Chen Meng'er's hand leaving Zhao Shihao's wrist.

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"Yes, Hao's brain still has blood clots. Those blood clots are more easily suppressed by controlling his left hand and the nerves in his left foot. That's why Hao's left hand and left foot are not under his control,

" Chen Meng'er said, she paused for a moment before continuing,

"Moreover, Hao's Qi is a little weak. It might be because he suffered a brain injury last time. After the bleeding, he didn't have a good tonic.

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nAfter saying that, Chen Meng'er looked at Elder Liu and waited for Elder Liu's judgment.

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"Yes, Meng'er is not bad. The result of your diagnosis is similar to mine.

" Elder Liu was very satisfied with the result he heard from Chen Meng'er.

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"Then, Elder Liu, is there any way to treat it?

" Zhao Shihao's mother, Sun Jia, looked at Elder Liu with hope and asked. Elder Liu was now the last straw that they could grasp. If even Elder Liu could not do anything, they really did not know what to do.

nSpeaking of which, Elder Liu had really seen Zhao Shihao's symptoms in the ancient medical book that Chen Meng'er had given him recently. However, he had yet to fully study it, so he didn't dare to rashly respond.

nHowever, Elder Liu didn't understand it, but it didn't mean that Chen Meng'er, this abnormal existence, didn't understand it.

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"There is a way to treat it. However, to successfully treat it, this requires the help of this girl, Meng'er.

" Elder Liu smiled and kicked the ball to Chen Meng'er.

"Without this girl, I don't have the confidence.

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"Then I'll have to trouble you and Meng'er. Girl, Grandpa Zhao will entrust your brother Little Hao to you.

" Elder Zhao looked at Chen Meng'er sincerely and said.

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"Grandpa Zhao, don't say that. Grandpa and I will do our best.

" Chen Meng'er looked at her grandfather unhappily. Seriously, why would she be involved in this matter?

nHowever, Chen Meng'er had the best treatment plan in her mind. If she didn't use the best treatment plan, Chen Meng'er would really feel that it was a pity.

nChen Meng'er and Elder Liu had a discussion about Zhao Shihao's treatment.

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