rue Heiress Return to Her Unemployed Rich Family novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 An Uncooperative Patient

Andy was already waiting for Arabella in the corridor.

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Seeing her emerge from the patient’s room, Andy stepped forward respectfully. “Dr. Macdonald, Mr. Stewart asked me to escort you.”

Arabella glanced at him. So Matthew even sent someone to wait? Is he worried I’d slip away?

“Alright, lead the way.”

Andy summoned the private elevator for Arabella and then accompanied her to Matthew’s lounge.

In the top–floor lounge of the hospital, Matthew was reclining in his chair, sipping coffee while waiting for his consultation.

A knock sounded at the door, and Andy entered with Arabella.

“Mr. Stewart, Dr. Macdonald is here,” Andy announced respectfully.

“You may go,” Matthew instructed.

Andy exited, closing the door softly behind him.

Matthew turned his gaze to Arabella and gestured to the chair opposite him. “Ms. Hamilton, please have a seat.”

With only the two of them present, he used her real family name.

Arabella walked over and sat down, her eyes immediately catching the coffee cup in Matthew’s hand.

“Mr. Stewart, you’re drinking coffee while complaining of discomfort?” Arabella gave him a pointed look.

Was he even really unwell?

A slight smile touched Matthew’s lips. “Is that prohibited? It’s my usual habit.”

He looked utterly unbothered as he took another leisurely sip.

“It absolutely is. Didn’t your previous physician advise against it?” Arabella asked, surprised.

“Probably not,” Matthew replied dismissively. He didn’t recall any such warning.

A flicker of disbelief passed through Arabella’s eyes.

She doubted the doctor had never mentioned it–it was more likely Matthew had simply ignored the advice.

“What are your specific symptoms?” Arabella got straight to business.

“Lately, my appetite has been poor, and I’ve had occasional stomach discomfort,” Matthew stated flatly.

“How long has this been going on?”

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Chapter 131 An Uncooperative Patient

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“A few weeks,” Matthew answered.

“Do you typically eat three regular meals a day?”

“When work is hectic, sometimes only two,” Matthew admitted.

“Aside from coffee, do you consume a significant amount of alcohol?” Arabella asked seriously.

“I’m not a heavy drinker, but business engagements make it unavoidable at times,” Matthew replied, answering her questions earnestly.

After her observational assessment and questioning, Arabella had reached her conclusion.

“Your condition isn’t serious. Eat three regular meals, eliminate coffee and alcohol, and the stomach issues will gradually resolve,” she instructed firmly.

“I can manage the alcohol, but giving up coffee will be challenging,” Matthew said.

“If it’s challenging, you’ll have to adjust. Regular coffee consumption is detrimental to your health.”

“I shouldn’t need to explain these basic principles of wellness to you, should I?” Arabella said, her tone leaving no room for debate.

Looking at her earnest expression, Matthew found he couldn’t argue–she was, after all, speaking in his best interest.

“Fine, I’ll do my best.”

He then extended his arm toward her.

Arabella looked at his outstretched wrist, slightly puzzled. “What are you doing?”

“Checking my pulse. When you examined my grandfather, you asked questions and then checked his pulse,” Matthew stated matter–of–factly.

“You don’t require it,” Arabella replied flatly.

For a minor issue like his, the history–taking was sufficient–a pulse diagnosis was unnecessary.

Matthew’s brow furrowed slightly in confusion.

She had only asked a few questions, performed no physical exam or tests, and that was it.

Wasn’t that somewhat dismissive?

His expression darkened a shade. “You’re not having me on, are you?

“I’ve never encountered a physician who simply converses with a patient, foregoing any examination or testing.”

The corner of Arabella’s mouth lifted in a cool smile. “I don’t have the time or inclination for jokes.”

“Your condition is minor, so an examination or pulse check is redundant,” Arabella said, unconcerned.

With her level of skill, diagnosing such a straightforward issue was effortless.

Additional steps would have been just that–unnecessary.

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