"Oh..." Xing Lin said meaningfully, "I understand."
"What do you understand?"
"I understand that Young Master Jiang wants to court girls," said Xing Lin with a knowing expression, "Don't worry, I'll keep it secret."
"Shut up!" Jiang Zhe roared.
"Okay, I'll shut up, but remember to treat me. I want a meal," Xing Lin joked.
"I know."
Soon, Zhao Bo came in with a group of doctors and examined Jiang Zhe's wound.
He nodded his head in satisfaction. "The little girl is quite skilled. The wound was handled very beautifully. She gave you a minimally invasive surgery, did you know that?"
"Minor surgery?" Jiang Zhe raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." Zhao Bo patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "However, we still need her to make the decision. We don't dare to do anything."
Jiang Zhe nodded. "Thank you. That's very kind of you."
Zhao Bo waved his hand. "No need to thank me. You should thank Yu Zhao instead."
