"The degree to which your heart has been hurting recently must be more severe than before," Zhang Xiaomeng spoke with confidence.
This person was just an ordinary man, likely just there to join in the excitement, hoping to get a piece of the benefits, but he was also clearly aware of his own health issues.
And Zhang Xiaomeng was exaggerating, describing everything in great detail.
Without missing a beat.
The man became anxious at once, "Doctor Zhang, you are really miraculous, my heart has indeed been hurting more and more lately."
Zhang Xiaomeng glanced at him, "You don't look old, but there's an aged look between your eyebrows, which shows you've overexerted yourself in sexual activities."
The man immediately felt embarrassed, "Doctor Zhang, the truth is I'm not even married yet."
Zhang Xiaomeng rolled his eyes, "Then use your hands less."
