"Are you really a doctor?" Zhao Xuehan asked doubtfully.
Lin Tian looked handsome enough, but with a countryside air about him, it was obvious at a glance that he was a rural man.
He didn't seem at all related to the profession of a doctor.
"Are you afraid I'll deceive you? In that case, how about this, I won't enter your house, and I'll examine you right here at the door, what do you think?" Lin Tian asked with a smile.
"How are you going to examine me?" Zhao Xuehan asked, puzzled.
"Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse," Lin Tian said.
Zhao Xuehan hesitated for a moment before finally, with a trace of wariness, extending her delicate left hand to Lin Tian.
Looking at her slender wrist, Lin Tian thought he could snap it with just a little effort.
It seemed that this little girl Zhao Xuehan really was quite weak!
Lin Tian then reached out and gently grabbed Zhao Xuehan's wrist.
"Is this taking a pulse? Is it really done like this?" Zhao Xuehan asked in complete confusion.
