That was absurd! Matthew was taken aback. "It can't be. Mr. Murray's pulse shows he has kidney deficiency and impotence. I have faith in my medical expertise.
"In truth, he's been dealing with erectile dysfunction for quite some time, at least three years. If I can't even get that right, then I might as well stop practicing medicine."
Annika forced a smile. "Mr. Murray isn't impotent, because I've personally experienced it…" She trailed off, going silent as her face flushed red.
Matthew suddenly got it. He recalled Annika talking about her experience with an old man. She kept insisting that the old man kept going till the next morning. It turned out she was referring to Jerome.
But everything still didn't add up. The pulse clearly showed Jerome had erectile dysfunction, and Matthew couldn't be wrong.
Jerome continued to laugh it off. He wasn't upset with Matthew for saying he was impotent, nor did he get annoyed with Annika spilling the beans about the things between them.
Upon seeing this, Matthew felt even more confused. "Can you shed some light on that? I'm a doctor. If you want me to help you, you need to be honest with me about the situation."
Jerome glanced at Annika. "Give us some space."
Annika realized that this wasn't for her ears, so she got up and left.
Beside her, Lance said with a grin, "I'm just going to step outside for a moment, Mr. Murray. Take your time."
As a man, Lance knew that some personal things should be kept private, especially when it came to bedroom matters.
Jerome hummed in acknowledgment. After Lance walked out, he stood up and secured the door.
After that, Jerome came back and sat across Matthew. "You're right, Dr. Grant. I've been dealing with impotence since three years ago."
Matthew sighed heavily, feeling reassured that his medical skills were solid. But he was even more puzzled now. Annika had no reason to lie.
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