"What are you doing!" Qin Jingzhi pulled Ren Chuqing's hand firmly.
"Let go of my hand!" she said sternly.
He frowned but still held onto her hand tightly.
"If you don't let go now, I will call the doctor over in a while to check on you," she said.
His expression changed as if he understood something, a struggle flashing through his eyes, and he finally let go.
Ren Chuqing took off Qin Jing's coat, removed his sweater underneath, and one by one, unbuttoned his shirt.
His chest was suddenly exposed to her eyes, including the white bandage wrapped around his waist and abdomen!
Just as she suspected, he was injured!
"Why?" she murmured, feeling a sourness in her nose, as though something was about to surge out.
Qin Jingzhi's body stiffened, and it took him a long while before he said, "Did Lu Mianmian tell you everything?"
