The next black-clad man sat down, and Felix began checking his pulse again.

Even Pedro wondered what kind of illness Elise had found in these men. Whatever it was, it wouldn't be simple. The entire future of their arrangement depended on this moment. If it didn't go well, there was nothing more Pedro could do.

After roughly the same amount of time as before, Felix released the man's wrist, making Pedro curious. He could not help but wonder if Elise's real test was simply about Felix's self-confidence. After all, such a quick pulse reading suggested the condition couldn't be complicated.

Felix said, "Ms. Chapman, I'm not sure what your intention is, but I find this rather pointless."

Elise smiled. "Why do you say that?"

His eyes revealed his exasperation as he replied, "Both men are in perfect health. Forget about serious illnesses—they don't even have a cough or cold. What am I supposed to treat?"

This was also beyond Pedro's expectations. What? Both were healthy?

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