C248 A Strange Taste

The room was very quiet. Zhang Yang Xu squinted his eyes but didn't move an inch. He was taking Dong Wanxuan's pulse.

Of course, this was only a formally-necessary process. He only needed to sweep through Dong Wanxuan's condition with the Spiritual Consciousness and everything would become clear to him.

Dong Wanxuan had wavy hair. Although it was a wig, it was natural and soft