Thankfully, rationality triumphed over the deeply intoxicated emotions, and Qiao Yin quickly pushed Lu Lingche away, "Please thank Chairman Lu for me. Go back and tell him that if he ever falls ill in the future, I will treat him for free. He doesn't need to worry that I would refuse to treat him because of our divorce. Of course, it would be best if he doesn't get sick at all."
Lu Lingche took a step forward, getting very close to her, and asked her in a low voice, "What about me?"
Qiao Yin didn't want to be so close to him, but she also didn't want to step back; retreating would seem like a sign of weakness, and she didn't want to appear weak in front of Lu Lingche.
So, she stood upright, asking with an indifferent face, "What about you? What's wrong with you?"
"If I were to fall ill, would you treat me?"
