Yun Jiao looked at Yan Beichen, and said coolly, "Mr. Yan! I wonder what brings you here?"
Yan Beichen smiled, "Coming to the pharmacy, naturally to see a doctor."
He slowly walked over to where Gu Yuheng was seated, extending his hand, "Could I trouble the doctor to take my pulse?"
Gu Yuheng glanced at Yan Beichen, sensitively noticing something was amiss.
His daughter called him Mr. Yan, yet seemed extremely displeased with him.
While this Mr. Yan kept staring at his daughter with an extremely lewd gaze, he wanted nothing more than to gouge out his eyes.
Gu Yuheng lowered his gaze, reached out his hand, and took Yan Beichen's pulse.
Yun Jiao was about to leave, but at this moment, she hesitated, worried about her father.
Gu Yuheng, while feeling the pulse, asked, "Where does the gentleman feel unwell?"
