If you ask Jiang Ye what he was feeling at that moment, "Damn, screwed the pooch!"
He immediately gripped the hand of the woman beside him tightly in the palm of his hand, and only then did he feel grounded.
Turning his head,
"Miss Wei, do you need something?"
Each punctuation mark was strongly conveying one message: I have absolutely nothing to do with her!
Lu Jing tried to withdraw his hand, unsuccessfully.
But inside, he was hard-pressed to describe the feeling; probably, just more at ease.
Wei Lin hadn't come alone; beside her was another girl, pretty familiar to everyone.
Seems she noticed that something was off, tugging at her friend from behind before starting to greet everyone with a cheerful smile:
"My dear comrades-in-arms, good evening!"
Fu Xue, Wei Lin, and Mrs. Qin were all nurses in the obstetrics and gynecology department of District J Hospital, with Mrs. Qin being the Nurse Director.
"Hey, isn't this our comrade Fu Xue?"
