Liu Mang's words made Qiao Siyu come to a halt. He wasn't wrong in his guess at all. She was into women.
Having her secret revealed to her face, Qiao Siyu was particularly annoyed, "If any man can look, why can't I? I'm a woman, after all."
"I'm a doctor. I examine her body to treat her. And you'd definitely be full of naughty thoughts. Can it be the same?"
As Liu Mang spoke, he started to feel a bit guilty, as if his own examinations of women were tinged with a bit of naughtiness.
Ignoring Qiao Siyu, Liu Mang led the female patient to the living room, laid her on the sofa, and said, "Wait here for a moment. I'll go get a bottle of medicine and come right back."
By the time Liu Mang had gone upstairs to fetch a bottle of Nourishing Heart Pills and come back down, the color had returned to the woman's face. She said softly, "Thank you. I really don't know how to thank you."
