Qin Yan's composed expression softened as she listened to her brother's plea. She motioned for Qin Mufeng to extend his hand, palm up. He complied, and she delicately placed her fingers on his wrist, feeling for the rhythmic beat of his pulse. Her brows furrowed slightly as she concentrated on the sensation, her touch gentle but focused.
After a few moments, Qin Yan withdrew her hand, satisfied with her assessment. She looked into her brother's eyes and spoke with a reassuring tone, "Brother, based on your pulse and considering your recovery, I think you can start playing basketball again." Her words carried a hint of optimism that lit up his face.
"But," she continued, her voice growing slightly more serious, "you'll need to take it slow. Don't exert your body for more than an hour at a time, especially at first. We want to make sure you don't overstrain yourself and jeopardize your progress."
Do you agree that you reveal your childish side only in front of your loved ones?