"Madam, do you still need an examination?" the doctor, trapped in the bedroom, looked at Aunt Liu beside her, feeling a bit stuck.
"I said no! Didn’t you hear me?" Before Aunt Liu could even speak, Titus Zane’s sharp voice rose, his most uncomposed moment ever.
The female doctor looked at Aunt Liu and then at Titus Zane, who was leaning against the door, and pointed to the door behind her.
"Um, you’ll need to open the door for me to leave."
Suddenly, Titus Zane stood up and pulled the door open.
The female doctor fiddled with her ears and stepped out, almost the instant she stepped out of the room, the door slammed shut behind her, causing her to shrink her shoulders again.
Looking at the man in the corridor with a blank expression, the female doctor laughed and said.
"If she can still yell so loudly, she should be fine."
"Hmm," Nathan Moore replied indifferently, and just as the female doctor was about to leave, he suddenly called out to her.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Moore?" the female doctor turned around.
"Um... that..." Nathan Moore scratched his forehead, sounding somewhat embarrassed.
"If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. The deputy director specifically instructed me before I came."
The female doctor’s attitude was gentle, and the "deputy director" she referred to was Evander Lancaster.
Damn it! Nathan Moore cursed inwardly, that Evander Lancaster, such a blabbermouth!
Although a bit embarrassed, he still bravely asked the question.
"May I ask... if a woman’s private parts are injured and not treated, could it become inflamed and rot away?"
"Rot away?" The female doctor chuckled as if she heard something funny, "Mr. Moore, who told you that?"
Nathan Moore scratched his forehead again, looking somewhat awkward.
"I... guessed it myself." How could he admit he overheard it eavesdropping from around a corner?
"Haha... You’re quite the comedian," the female doctor laughed heartily without reservation, no wonder the deputy director had told her some nonsensical things before she was sent here.
At the age of twenty-something, she also seemed cheerful. "If diagnosis could be done by guessing, we doctors would have been unemployed long ago."
"Cough, cough!" Nathan Moore coughed awkwardly twice, both to cover his own embarrassment and to remind the laughing female doctor.
"Oh, sorry, Mr. Moore." The female doctor stopped laughing and apologized with a wave of her hand.
"If a woman’s private area is damaged due to rough sex, it will naturally heal on its own if it’s not serious, but if there’s a severe tear, you’ll need to go to the hospital for stitches,"
Hearing that severe cases needed stitches, Nathan Moore’s handsome face tensed up. Just as he was about to ask whether Titus Zane’s injury needed hospital stitching, the female doctor continued.
"Under normal circumstances, if it’s just from having sex, it shouldn’t cause severe tearing."
Nathan Moore let out a sigh of relief, only to see the female doctor smile and say.
"Mr. Moore, that part of a woman is very delicate, whether you were impulsive or just too in love with your wife at the time, you should consider the woman’s feelings and not selfishly focus on your own pleasure!"
As Nathan Moore’s handsome face changed expressions, the female doctor politely said "goodbye" and then turned and left.
A 28-year-old man was being lectured for the first time in his life by a girl who looked younger than him.
Nathan Moore pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket, dialed a number, and almost as soon as the other side picked up, he lost his temper.
"Next time, if you ever send me someone again, see if I still give you a commission, dammit!"
"What’s wrong? Bro, Xiao Fang is our hospital’s best gynecologist, didn’t she figure out what’s wrong with your wife?" Evander Lancaster’s legs were crossed on the desk, his attitude nonchalant.
"Screw off!" After spitting out the word, Nathan Moore hung up. This Xiao Fang must’ve been sent by Evander Lancaster to mess with him.
Putting away the phone, his hanging heart also settled down, "Titus Zane, way to go!" he muttered Titus Zane’s name between clenched teeth, yet his lips curved unconsciously with a smile he himself did not recognize.
So smart and outstanding he was, to actually believe her angry words.
Thinking about it, he felt so naïve, if it were as serious as she said, how could she come down the stairs and have breakfast by herself.