Xia Qingtian mustered up her courage and stood up to say to Cheng Bingbing, "Let's go. To the hospital."
Suddenly something came to Cheng Bingbing's mind. Her eyes brightened, she grabbed Qingtian's arm and said, "Qingtian, I agree to go to the hospital for a checkup. But can it be postponed by one day? Can we go the day after tomorrow?"
Today was the deadline that man gave her. If she could endure today without being found by that man, it might show that the man was not as influential as she had imagined.
If she was lucky, maybe the man had already given up on her, or even had forgotten her.
After all, the man seemed powerful and influential, he presumably could have any woman he wanted. The more she thought about it, the more feasible she felt her idea was.
"Why postpone it for two more days?" Xia Qingtian asked, frowning.
