Qin Yin looked at Li Zijia's smiling face and also pulled up the corners of her mouth. But the present situation was rather strange. She had never seen a grown man standing at the bathroom door, urging a patient to come out for an injection.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Nan did come out quickly, somewhat helplessly asking, "Can't I just take the medicine? Do I have to have an injection?"
"Injections are faster. Do you want to keep running to the toilet?" Li Zijia replied cheerfully, needle in hand, whilst helping Mrs. Nan.
Mrs. Nan steeled herself and said through gritted teeth, "Go on then, inject me, you just love to watch me get injections."
Li Zijia laughed, "Mrs. Nan, if you didn't eat randomly, I wouldn't be able to give you injections even if I wanted to. I'm an expert doctor, not a quack."
"Alright, alright, enough with the nonsense. Get it over with and go back home. We're having a family dinner today. You don't need to join in," Mrs. Nan remarked, impatient to see him go.
