Fang Tianliu let out a long sigh. He couldn't care less about the dirt and laid down on the ground.
"Doctor Sun," he raised his hand to cover his eyes, blocking the glaring sunlight, "I never doubted that the child in Miss Li's stomach was not mine. I believed what she said, but I still don't understand."
Doctor Sun was so angry that he threw the handkerchief in his hand at Fang Tianliu.
"You young people are so troublesome."
After he finished speaking, he got up, put away the medicine box, and went back to his room.
Fang Tianliu lay on the ground, his back cold. He looked up at the sky and never got up. Right then, the sunlight above his head was blocked by someone.
Fang Tianliu opened his eyes tiredly, then sat up. "Zhao Zhan, long time no see."
Zhao Zhan had just returned from outside. He had gone to see his lover first and then immediately rushed over to see him. "When did you get back?"
