Nian Xiaomu: "…!"
Taking a quick glance at him from head to toe, she asked, "Are you unwell?"
"Yeah." Yu Yuehan tilted his head slightly and leaned his gorgeous face toward her. The warmth of his breath fell upon her face as both of their breathes started to entwine together.
It looked like he was going to kiss her the very next second.
Nian Xiaomu pressed her hands against his chest nervously and asked, "Where does it hurt? Let, let me check for you…"
Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Yu Yuehan smiled as he spoke in a sexy voice, "My heart."
"…"
"What? You can't check?"
"…" Obviously!
She was merely a nurse and could only help him to treat simple, superficial wounds.
If he wanted to get his heart checked, he would have to seek consultation with a cardiac specialist… Oh wait a minute!
As the thought struck Nian Xiaomu, she looked up suddenly.
He said his heart hurt…
