Ling Sheng's nose felt sore, and her eyes felt hot. Her heart was uncomfortable as she said in a low and hoarse voice, "You know everything."
"Look at you. You look like you're dying every day…" Huo Ci stopped himself hurriedly. Since he could not curse, he let out a snort. "How could I not know everything?"
Ling Sheng had not expected him to be concerned about her. Her heart warmed at the thought. "I understand. I'm not living in the past. I also know how to look forward. There's no need for a doctor. I'm not sick."
"Do whatever you want." Huo Ci then added, "She's my psychologist."
Ling Sheng was stunned. This was the first time she had seen him look so reserved and solemn. She was not used to it, so she hesitated for a while. "Okay, I'll go take a look."
