"What's the itch like? Any other symptoms?"
Unexpectedly, Wen Chi did not say anything unnecessary.
The way he treated patients was very different from his usual interactions.
In real life, his peach blossom eyes made him look like a player, but they formed a very different expression when he was treating patients.
But Gu Huanhuan would rather he asked her unnecessary questions. She really couldn't tell a man that the itch she had down there was really bad.
She was going stir-crazy.
The needle on the wall clock ticked a few times. Wen Chi was used to such patients.
Gu Huanhuan saw his serious face and said shyly, "It's very itchy. There's a strange smell. It's been almost a week."
After saying that, her face looked as if it was about to drip blood.
