"Hold on." Shen Qing’s voice was steady and powerful, like a heavy hammer strike that instantly drew everyone’s attention.
She walked slowly toward the pale, curled-up patient on the couch. Her wide sleeves swayed gently with her movements, revealing a bracelet forged from Kucha gold leaf on her wrist. Shen Qing knelt, her movements soft. Her fingertips curled slightly, pressing gently against the patient's abdomen. She gradually increased the pressure, her brow furrowing tighter as her examination deepened.
Finally, her fingertips touched a hard lump. "There is a blockage of impacted stool within him."
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