"Stick out your tongue so I can take a look."
"Sir, can I ask you a few questions?"
After examining the tongue, Qin Feng seemed to understand why Wang Yang had brought this seemingly healthy elderly man over; it was indeed a bit strange.
The man's pulse was weak and superficial, but not like simple high blood pressure, carrying a slight tight tremor—this odd feeling was the first time he encountered it, and the sides of the tongue exhibited a pale yellow.
"Go ahead and ask."
The elderly man nodded upon hearing this.
"Have you been taking your medication to lower blood pressure consistently during this time?"
"Yes, yes, hiss~"
The elderly man sniffed, nodding.
"Have you caught a cold recently? Besides blood pressure medications, have you been taking any other drugs?"
Seeing this, Qin Feng casually took out two tissues and handed them over.
"No worries, it's an old condition, it's always like this."
