At the Tranquil Clinic, a man walked in.

"How can I help you today?" Melissa greeted him but immediately felt something was off. The visitor's gaze wandered shamelessly over her body. Even though she was fully dressed, she felt an urge to cover herself with her arms.

"You fatso! What's wrong with you? What the hell are you looking at? Get out!" Melissa was not one to hide her feelings. Even if the fat man was actually sick, she would not be polite since he was being way too inappropriate.