Zhao Anan did not want to speak with him, but seeing that he followed her all the way out of the hospital, she could not help but say, "Why are you following me? Get out of my way. I hate you!"
"I think you look good today." Zheng Jing did not sound upset. Instead, his words were flirty.
Zhao Anan threw a dubious look at him. "You forgot to take your drugs today?"
Before Zheng Jing could respond, she said with an expression of realization. "Oh, I see. You have finished your drugs, so you are here to get some new ones from Mu Qing. Go and get them! No wonder I saw a set of drugs on his table to cure mentally-disturbed people. They are for you, right?"
Goddamn it! What a ruthless girl!
Zheng Jing decided not to push her anymore. So he patted Zhao Anan's shoulders and threw a tempting proposal her way. "I have a lot of money on me today."
"Really?" Zhao Anan became happy. Zheng Jing was indeed a walking ATM!
