From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 432

It wasn't dead after all.

Sherman raised an eyebrow slightly.

It seemed.

He had underestimated Anthea.

If she could catch a snake with her bare hands, she could surely fish in the deep sea without any tools.

After settling the grouper, Anthea looked up at Sherman, "Aren't you hot in all those layers?"

The temperature by the seaside was soaring above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

Under the blazing sun, Sherman was still clad in his button-up long coat, looking as elegant as a professor who had time-traveled from the early 20th century. Sherman held onto a rosary, "I've always been like this, not really affected by the cold or heat."

Anthea raised an eyebrow, "Really now?"

"Yeah."

Anthea continued, "Let me check your pulse."

Sherman extended his hand, rolling up his sleeve to reveal his strong wrist, "I've been feeling a bit under the weather lately, check me out, will you?" Anthea placed her fingers on his wrist.

Despite the scorching summer, his hand was somewhat cool.

But his pulse seemed normal.

That was quite peculiar.

the first time Anthea had encountered such a

slightly but soon let go

"Any issues?" Sherman asked.

health seems fine, no issues." Anthea

slightly, "Are

nodded seriously, "I'm

I'm sick. Can you check again, perhaps prescribe some Western medicine?" Anthea frowned slightly, wondering if she had missed something.

skeptical

there's no problem. You mentioned

control, my heart races, and

slightly, this sounded

her medical skills

she detect

previous life, Anthea was a loner, naturally unaware that

these

or three

a pattern

sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, and sometimes at night." "How often

rosary, "No pattern there either, sometimes once a week, sometimes every two or three days." Anthea stretched out

his

listened carefully to

steady, with a normal rate of

no issue, but it

Strange!

This was truly baffling!

Anthea was doubting herself.

figure it