Zhao Zhan lowered his head.
Suddenly, he felt a soft touch on his wrist. Zhao Zhan looked up and saw his lover's soft and beautiful side profile.
"Doctor Sun," Yue Jiaojiao grabbed Zhao Zhan's wrist and placed it on the pulse pillow on the table, "Could you check on Zhao Zhan as well? I'm worried about his health."
"I'm fine," Zhao Zhan said in a low voice.
"Shut up."
Yue Jiaojiao raised her eyes to look at Doctor Sun. "Doctor Sun, Zhao Zhan has taken the contraceptive pill. Could you take a look at his body and see if there's anything wrong with it."
"Zhao Zhan already ate it?"
Doctor Sun turned around and looked at Zhao Zhan in shock.
"Didn't I tell you before that if a man were to take this medicine, it'll be extremely harmful to the man!
