It had to be said that the Selmy family's nanny was really good at making cakes. Sara liked it very much, but after eating two pieces, her hand was held by Alex and said, "It's almost time to eat. Eat less."
"Oh." Sara nodded obediently, wiped her hand with a wet paper towel and said to Commander Selmy, "Grandpa Selmy, let me take your pulse."
Commander Selmy smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay."
With that said, he extended his hand.
Sara carefully felt Commander Selmy's pulse and smiled. "Your body is very good. You just need to take the medicine on time. Don't forget to bring the medicine when you go out like last time."
"Okay, I know," Commander Selmy said. Hearing Sara's words, Alex let out a sigh of relief without leaving a trace. He trusted Sara's medical skills very much. Sara said it well, so it must be very good. Although Commander Selmy's mental state had always been very good, after all, he was old and had a heart attack, so Alex could not be at ease.