But in order to reassure Cher, I had to nod to her.

Then she lay in bed, I moved a stool to her side, pulled out her snow-white arm, and began to speak for her.

Actually, I don't know how to go about the pulse at all. I did this by contacting her to understand her physical condition. I found that there were some stubborn diseases on her body, which were caused by her not cherishing her own body before.

Now that some of her stubborn illnesses have reached an advanced stage, she is estimated to be living in pain every day. She must have forgotten what it is like...