But behind such a genteel lady, who knows how many pits she has dug for others, smooth on the surface, with countless scheming thoughts inside.
Guan Jing hurriedly placed the book in her hand to one side and also rested a hand on her stomach.
"Dr. Tang..."
She called out weakly, her face still bearing some embarrassment. To say she wasn't embarrassed would truly be a lie.
After all, they say that love rivals meeting only adds fuel to the fire, and they were not just fiery, but also feeble.
Who would've thought that both she and Qin Ziye owed so much to this person?
"Your hand," said Tang Yuxin indifferently.
However, Guan Jing quickly moved her hands behind her back.
"Have you forgotten that I practice traditional Chinese medicine?"
Tang Yuxin spoke lightly, "It seems Mrs. Qin's memory is quite poor. Have you truly no recollection of how I treated you when you contracted SARS? That not even a trace of it remained?"
