Blake Fuller approached the middle-aged woman.
Seeing the unexpected visitor, Mrs. Leah's son stared at him warily and said, "Hello, sir, what do you need? We are not interested in buying properties or any marketed products, and we don't need a tour guide. I know York City very well."
Observing the other party's defensive attitude, Blake Fuller didn't get angry; his demeanor remained exceptionally calm.
His gaze fell on Mrs. Leah, "I'm not selling anything or dealing in real estate; I am a doctor. May I take your pulse?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Leah repeatedly waved her hand, "No need, no need."
Despite her brief response, she sounded slightly out of breath after speaking.
She seemed to feel a slight discomfort in her chest, a mild dull pain emerged, and she frowned slightly, lifting her hand to cover the area over her heart.
However, the pain came quickly and left just as fast, only lasting a few seconds.