And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 126

Gwendolyn soothed, “Don’t worry, just extend your right hand.”

In Western medicine, there wasn’t much about reading pulses like in Eastern traditions, but the notion of right and left could sometimes hint at various conditions. From the

patient’s description, it seemed like a digestive issue.

“Gastritis, nothing serious,” Gwendolyn said, looking at Aiken. “Take a look for me, will you? See if I’m right.”

Aiken nodded and briefly checked the patient’s vitals.

“Indeed, it’s gastritis. I’ll write you a prescription, take it for three months, and watch your diet. Adding some acupuncture to the treatment might speed up your recovery.”

“We’ll take the acupuncture!” The patient Bill Jones exclaimed, nervously clutching the small camera pinned to his shirt.

“Alright then, Gwendolyn, could you set it up?” Aiken whispered.

“Of course.”

As Aiken observed, Gwendolyn got everything ready, double–checked the prescription with him for a signature, and then started Bill’s acupuncture session.

Suddenly, the clinic’s phone rang. It was the nurse’s station on the line.

Aiken set the prescription aside and picked up the phone, “Hello?”

been in a car

on my way!” Frantic, Aiken dashed out of

clinic.

go get Dr. Yates to sign off on

than Bill and his wife quickly gathered their things, grabbed the unsigned prescription from the

Gwendolyn bumped into him returning. “Dr.

was a prank call, they got the wrong

hear there’s no trouble.”

to the clinic, Bill

fruitlessly for the prescription, Gwendolyn

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been signed yet.

without a signature. It shouldn’t be a big deal.

of situations. Patients were usually cooperative, and a mild condition like gastritis wasn’t likely to

shake an uneasy

of the shift.

station

start night shifts. Make sure

down your hubby, huh?”

the form, “My family isn’t in Bayridge City. He’s all

for night shifts, and be safe going home,” Sandra reminded her. “But look, your man’s here