Chen Mu let out another light sigh.
Although the day's work had just begun, he already felt mentally exhausted.
He pointed to the wrist pillow on the table, "Place your hand here, and I'll check your pulse."
Liu Zhuangshi obediently placed his hand on the wrist pillow, but just as Chen Mu was about to touch him, Liu Zhuangshi suddenly withdrew his hand and picked up his phone.
Chen Mu: "Student, is something wrong?"
Liu Zhuangshi pointed towards the computer and whispered to Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, can you not write up my case yet? I want to buy some insurance first..."
Chen Mu helplessly pointed to the camera behind him, "Do you think, with the traffic in the livestream, that any insurance company wouldn't hear what you just said?"
Liu Zhuangshi was instantly dumbfounded.
Chen Mu tapped the table, "Liu Zhuangshi, do you still want to see about this condition?"
"Yes!" Liu Zhuangshi lowered his head, looking bitter as he placed his hand on the wrist pillow on the table.
