The handsome doctor would place the cold stethoscope above your breast bone, listening to your unnaturally fast heart rate. You can see him barely keeping a knowing smirk at bay as he moves the stethoscope onto multiple areas of your torso

He finally leans back and a weight lifts off of your shoulders "Are you nervous?" He asks with a charming smile planted on his young face, thank goodness that he's no longer using the stethoscope because your heart rate is off the charts right now.