"Do you think I'm sick?"
Sure!
Doctor Qiu suggested sincerely, trembling, "Mr. Jiang, when you have time, would you like to come to the consultation room for a checkup?"
There was no response from the other end.
Doctor Qiu, perhaps scared out of his wits, asked an especially stupid question, "Wasn't it Second Young Master Xue who touched it?" It was agreed to be Second Young Master Xue's matter.
The call was decisively cut off.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep…"
Doctor Qiu: "…"
From the force of the phone being slammed down, it could be judged how agitated the patient was.
Jiang Zhi had insomnia during his nap. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was Zhou Xufang's hand, Zhou Xufang's face, Zhou Xufang's back…
