Greg Jensen was taken aback, subconsciously looking towards Louisa Burley.
Louisa Burley just happened to look over, revealing a gentle and graceful smile, "I can't be in sunlight with my illness. If I stay in the sun for too long, I'll get dizzy."
She seemed to sense her mother's intention, set down the book in her hands, stood up, walked over to Greg Jensen, and sat beside him, extending her slender, pale wrist before him.
"Brother Greg, could you take a look for me, please? It's alright if you can't cure it, I've already gotten used to it."
Greg Jensen stared at her clear gaze, and that strand of a gentle and sweet smile, and couldn't help but be startled.
Seeing Greg Jensen not responding, Spencer Burley thought he was angry and quickly said, "Brother Greg, would you please take a look?"
"Yeah, sure."
Greg Jensen came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, placed her arm on his lap, and began to take her pulse.
