Charlie cut Master Vail off and asked him, “Hold on… What exactly was the competition about?”

Master Vail spoke with arrogance in his voice, “We compared pulses.

In the first round, we had to determine the age of the patient.

In the second round, we had to determine who could be the most accurate.”

Charlie interrupted him before he could continue, “That’s enough about the second round.

I’m more interested in the first.

How did you come up with the rules for guessing someone’s age by their pulse?”

Master Vail’s voice turned cold, “The rules were simple.

We both took the patient’s pulse, then wrote down what we believed to be their date of birth.

After that, the patient showed us their ID card to see who came closest to their actual date of birth.

It was that simple.”

Charlie nodded in understanding, “Okay.

What were the results of yesterday’s competition?”

spoke loudly and confidently, “Yesterday, I determined

that she was born on

on the woman’s ID card was August 15th,

off

brow hearing this, “Are you saying that

guess someone’s birthday

“You don’t know

a master

extended his arm towards Master Vail and said to challenge him, “Go on then,

Guess my birthday.

you’re off by more than seven days, I’ll slap you in

threat to slap him was too much for

an overwhelming urge to tear Charlie into pieces for

he had

knew he had important matters to

him, not

to act on his hatred, he knew

boiling body, “What’s the matter? Can’t handle giving me a simple pulse? You’re just an old bastard who cheated

had initially suspected that Master Vail had set a trap for Dr. Simmons, but now that he had seen the

devote most of

opportunity to become a top

this, and it

the Nobel Prize, art masters who could perfect a certain musical instrument or painting, and athletes who could train

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