"Hello, I'm Zhao Bin, who is here to help you with your illness. Now you need to lie in bed and tell me your symptoms when you get sick."

"En?"

Mrs. Smith looked at Zhao Bin with a trace of doubt in her eyes, but because her husband did not say anything, she did not doubt Zhao Bin.

Lying in bed, Zhao Bin was exposed to a pair of white and tender jade legs. Although Zhao Bin was much older than him, his figure was really impeccable.

"Occasionally I get stuffy in my chest and then I feel powerless, as if tens of millions of silver needles are piercing every...