"Why do you think it's weird? Nonsense." The man coldly put his arm around her shoulders, and when Feng Ling's body stiffened, he suddenly pushed her into the consultation room which was already open. "Go in and receive the examination. Cut the crap."
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Feng Ling stayed in the consultation room for as long as forty minutes before coming out. Li Nanheng smoked two cigarettes in the only smoking room in the corridor of the hospital. Feeling that Feng Ling was almost coming out, he threw the cigarette butt into the fireproof trash bin beside him and strode out.
As soon as he walked to the consultation room, he saw that the door had opened and Feng Ling came out of it, looking pretty good.
"What did the doctor say?"
"He just said I recovered well." Feng Ling raised her eyes. "Boss, the doctor has said more than once that I'm fine now. I think I've applied to you for coming back to the base …"
