Tom was defeated in no time.

He frowned in pain and loosened his grip first. Then, Stanley quietly let him go before placing an arm around Xyla and sitting down.

Tom secretly shook his hand behind his back. He dared not show just how much it hurt in fear of embarrassing himself.

However, Emily had no intention of letting things end here. Even if her brother-in-law had passed in the looks department, there was still the occupation section! The man might even be a gigolo at a night club! She quickly turned to Stanley and said, "Brother-in-law, my sister tells me you study in traditional medicine. Help my aunt check her pulse... She's been feeling lethargic lately, and we don't know what's wrong.' After, Emily shifted her gaze to her aunt sitting at the next table and gave her a signal.

Emily's aunt immediately nodded. "Right, right. I keep feeling tired lately and sleepy. I don't even have a good appetite."

After that, the older woman brought a chair over, squeezed in between on Xyla and Stanley before placing her hand on the table.

"Brother-in-law, go on and check her pulse." Emily scoffed, expecting Stanley to make a fool of himself.

After that, she turned to the crowd and announced, "This brother-in-law of mine has an amazing grandfather who has superb healing skills. His medical expertise is also top-notched, so if anyone is interested, come over and take a look."

Emily's words immediately attracted many people from other tables who wanted to watch Stanley take a pulse.

Her lips curved into a cheeky grin, enjoying herself as she watched on.

Stanley said nothing. He simply pulled out a piece of tissue, placed it over Emily's aunt's wrist, and then put his fingers on her pulse.

Xyla started feeling nervous. Although she knew a minor test like this would not be difficult for him, she could not help but be worried in case something happened.

A few seconds later, Stanley let her go and tossed the tissue paper into the bin. He looked calmly at her and asked, "Do you regularly wake up with stinky breaths?"

Emily's aunt was utterly embarrassed, but she braced herself and nodded.

The people around them could not hold back their laughter.

"You don't have any illness, just a weak spleen, and stomach. You only have to take the aconite pill to regulate your health," Stanley said.

Xyla's suspended heart instantly relaxed.

"Aunt, is he right? Is this what your traditional doctor prescribed to you?" Emily deliberately asked.

Emily's aunt quickly nodded. "It is."

Emily secretly gritted her teeth in irritation. Had Xyla been telling the truth after all? No, she refused to believe it. This was only basic information. Perhaps Xyla had informed him in advance. She quickly turned to Heather and said, "Take a look at Heather's pulse and see what illness she has."

Emily's aunt stood up to make way for Heather.

Heather carefully put her arm in front of Stanley. She stared at him, thirstily.

Heather adored his beauty.

Up close, his face seemed even more perfect.

How could a man be this good-looking and have such great skin? A woman like her, who was meticulous in her skincare, was actually no match for him!

Stanley pulled out another piece of tissue and placed it on Heather's wrist.

"Handsome, we're no longer in the ancient times. I'm not opposed to direct physical contact," Heather said softly.

"My wife and I are opposed to it," he replied coldly before placing three fingers gently on Heather's pulse.

Xyla immediately smiled. The man was playing the part of her husband really well and even showed her respect.

This display of affection blinded everyone to the point of being speechless.

All the women were filled with jealousy.

Stanley never asked for her symptoms, nor did he look at her face.

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