"Aside from drawing my blood, did any doctor give me a checkup?" I asked casually, on purpose.
Mute Woman shook her head, looking at my forearm with a touch of heartache.
I took a bite of a chicken leg. Finding the meat a bit tough and unappetizing, I put it down. Following Mute Woman's gaze to my own arm, I said to her, "It's fine, it doesn't hurt. I just thought some doctor must have given me a checkup; otherwise, why would they draw my blood?"
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