As soon as Dai Liwen turned around, Li Nuanchun had quickly caught up with him and muttered softly, "I told you that Dr. Si's wife has to be pretty, but Yanmei didn't believe me. Look at her, with her well-defined waist and legs, just like a fairy. No wonder Dr. Si isn't taken by Yu Shiya."
Dai Liwen adjusted his glasses and reminded him in a low voice, "Don't spread this kind of talk around." Or gossip. The hospital is rife with idle chatter, and Dai Liwen had always been careful not to indulge in it.
Once they had left, Si Chen moved the table inside, and then noticed the scar on Tong Yao's forehead, his brows furrowing slightly. "What happened to your forehead?"
The scar on Tong Yao's forehead had been hidden under her bangs until she had washed her face. Although the wound wasn't deep, it had torn a strip of skin. The black scab that had formed didn't hurt anymore, but it looked rather ugly.
