"What?"
Hearing the man's words, several people in the room exclaimed in shock at the same time.
Seeing their astonishment, a bitter smile deepened on the man's face.
"Actually, it's like this! We don't know what's happening, but in the last few years, many people in our village have been getting this disease! When the illness flares up, they all experience breathing arrest. Those with milder cases have it happen every few days, but the severe cases can have breathing arrest every half hour!" the man explained.
Chen Erniu's pupils narrowed as he listened. "So it's like this! It seems that there was some error in my earlier diagnosis of you! Let me take your pulse again!"
With that, he walked forward and grasped the man's wrist firmly, taking his pulse with great attention.
A few minutes later, Chen Erniu slowly released the man's wrist, but his expression was especially grave.