"My chest hurts."

Qian Yuxiang was wearing a fitted red-bottomed floral dress today, which outlined her slim and graceful figure. Her hair was combed very beautifully. She was very tall, and when she sat there, holding her chest and crying out that it hurt, she really looked like a pitiful beauty holding her heart.

Most men would probably be moved when they see something like this.

Unfortunately, Ji Yehui is not an ordinary man.

He only sees patients, of which there are two categories: ordinary patients and patients with complicated diseases.

If it was an ordinary patient, he would quickly give a diagnosis without any expression and then end the treatment.

If the patient has a complicated disease, his eyes will light up, he will make a careful diagnosis and ask questions, carefully record the condition, consider the medication and acupuncture, and do his best.

So Qian Yuxiang's behavior was nothing in his eyes.

If he really wanted to find a woman, he wouldn't have waited until now.

He has seen all kinds of women. A noble lady from Country Y also pursued him madly. She was beautiful, rich, and could offer him countless charms, but he never even glanced at her.

"Let me take your pulse first." Ji Yehui said expressionlessly.

Qian Yuxiang stretched out her hand and her eyes fell on Ji Yehui's face.

When she saw him from afar that day, she felt that he was gentle, elegant and had a good temperament. Now, sitting face to face with him, his handsome and clean face was right in front of her, which made her even more moved.

When she thought that the man in front of her not only had a reputation for being a scoundrel, but was also a wealthy overseas Chinese businessman who lived in a place like Zhengde Street, she became even more crazy and moved.

Ji Yehui raised his eyes to glance at Qian Yuxiang and said calmly, "Calm down."

No matter how Qian Yuxiang tried to calm her mind, she couldn't calm it at all.

Ji Yuhui withdrew his hand, "You are not sick, go ahead."

When Qian Yuxiang heard this, she quickly covered her chest again and said delicately, "My chest hurts a lot, won't you help me check it?"

Ji Yuhui was getting a little impatient. What was wrong with this woman? She came here pretending to be sick and wasting his time when there were other patients waiting to see him.

Song Yun, who had been standing at the door watching the show for a while, walked in and said with a smile, "Your chest hurts. Let me take a look at you."

When Ji Yuhui saw Song Yun, his eyes lit up and he quickly waved his hand, "You can see her. Go to the next clinic. Fengnian is not here today."

Qian Yuxiang was not happy when she heard this. She frowned and looked at Song Yun dissatisfiedly, "You are not a doctor in the hospital. Are you qualified to treat me?"

Song Yun looked at Qian Yuxiang with a half-smile, "I'm a military doctor. Do you think I'm qualified?"

The patients waiting in line at the door shouted in dissatisfaction, "Lady, do you want to see the doctor or not? If not, please move aside. We are still waiting."

Qian Yuxiang sat still, staring at Ji Yehui, "I just want Doctor Ji to see me. I only trust Doctor Ji."

Ji Yuhui remained expressionless, "I've checked you out, you're not sick. If you still want to see a doctor, go find someone else."

"But why does my chest hurt so much? Can you check me again?" After saying that, he looked towards the small cubicle in the clinic.

The small cubicle is specially used for examining patients. Sometimes it is necessary to lift up clothes or take off pants, and patients also need privacy.

Qian Yuxiang's eyes were filled with shame, and she was indeed very shy inside, but she knew that facing a man like this, she had to take drastic measures.