"Pavilion Master."
After seeing Yan Lin, Tang Zishen ran over to Tang Ze like a clingy bug.
"Have you shown your master your hand yet?" Yan Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Ah? I was so caught up in catching up with my master that I forgot about it." Tang Zishen slapped his own head and said nervously.
"Why aren't you going now?" Yan Lin's face darkened.
Tang Zishen knew that their Pavilion Master was worried about his master's safety, so he hastily turned back to Chu Baihan's side.
"Master, please sit down, I'll take your pulse," Tang Zishen said earnestly.
Seeing the concerned expressions of so many people, Chu Baihan knew they were worried about her hand, so she obediently sat down.
After taking her pulse, Tang Zishen looked very solemn.
"Is there a cure?"
Chu Baihan wasn't flustered; she smiled and looked at Tang Zishen.
Tang Zishen listened quietly to the pulse and soon, his eyes reddened.
"Master, does it hurt a lot?" he asked softly.