With the medical skills of Tian Bujue, Hua Yan has been pregnant for four to five months. By rights, detecting whether the baby is a boy or girl should be easy for him, but after checking her pulse for a long time, he could not discern anything.
Tian Bujue checked one hand and then the other, consuming two cups of tea's time, only then with furrowed brows did he stop, "This is strange, if it's just to detect the happy pulse, it's easy, but to know whether it's a boy or girl, I truly cannot tell."
Hua Zhuo looked at him, anxiously asking, "What do you mean? Why can't you tell? Is my sister's happy pulse different from that of ordinary people?"
Tian Bujue shook his head, then nodded, "I can't put it into words. In any case, it's like it's covered in clouds and mist; indeed, I can't see through it."
Hua Zhuo's heart tightened at once, looking at Hua Yan, "It's said that your tastes have been peculiar since pregnancy, could it really be some little monster?"
