Song mozhen ignored Dr. Huo. Instead, the old Butler, Huo Shan, pushed her towards Huo Tianming.
"I think it's an allergic disease. Your respiratory tract spasms have reached a certain level and you must receive treatment immediately." Dr. Huo didn't care about Qin Lu's follow - up treatment. Instead, he bent over and followed song mozhen, constantly telling her his judgment.
It was like a purebred pug, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.
Song mo still did not say anything.
"I graduated from Johns Hopkins Medical University, and I have done in - depth research on allergic diseases during my study." Dr. Huo could hear song mozhen's breathing, and when he got closer, he saw red spots on her exposed skin.
Although the spots weren't the standard appearance of allergic pimples, they were a little strange, like copper coins, but he still kept talking.
Opportunities were reserved for those who were prepared!
