James rubbed his forehead, speechless.
"Mom, Yvonne is a doctor herself. There's no need to check."
However, Mrs. Taylor said, "You're right, but you can't always cure yourself."
James was at a loss for words and said.
"Then what do you want to do?"
When she heard his question, she immediately perked up. "I've already thought this through for you. Take Yvonne to the hospital for a full-body checkup. I've already instructed the doctors to be prepared. Everything is done according to the standard procedure and no one can tell."
Hearing this, he felt a migraine coming on.
But, he knew his mom well. If he didn't agree to her request, there would be no end to it.
As such, he said perfunctorily, "I understand. However, the two of us have been busy recently. We won't be able to do it until we're done with our work."
Seeing that he had agreed, she didn't press him. Instead, she reminded him, "Remember to find some time."
"Got it."
