Chapitre 310: Pain**

Jina watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and casually threw it aside. His chiseled abs were on full display, parching her throat. She eyed his perfectly sculpted body, eager to press close to him. 

"I'm waiting, Tinkerbell," Hobin winked. Jina cleared her throat.

"I'll be checking y-y-y-your…" She stammered but Hobin grabbed her wrist and put it on his chest. Jina drew a sharp breath when he stood close, so close that her chest was slightly rubbing his chest. 

He made her press the cold diaphragm of the stethoscope against his skin. Jina felt his silky skin under her fingers and she drew a deep breath. Plucking up her courage, she looked directly into his eyes.

"Where does it hurt, doctor?" she whispered in a sultry tone.