"I won't allow you to be worried about other men!"
Qiao Xu: "..."
She didn't say anything, just gave him a cold gaze to let him ponder it.
The edge of the toy sword was very sharp, and Qiao Xu's backhand was grazed by it, leaving a long wound.
While the park doctor was treating her wound, Lu Moqing stood nearby with a dark face, scaring the doctor so much that his hands began to shake uncontrollably.
Qiao Xu glanced at the trembling doctor and then at the certain person beside her with a livid face, as if he wanted to flip the table at any time. The corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably.
Why did he always make a mountain out of a molehill when she got a little hurt?
Finally, when her wound was bandaged, the doctor let out a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned and looked at Lu Moqing, saying:
"Mr. Lu, Madam Lu's wound has been treated. Do not allow her to touch water, and do not eat anything spicy, irritating, or seafood-like."
"Mm."
