Ji Yiran, with a face flushed with embarrassment, had completely given up resisting.
She buried her face in the pillow, her heart thumping relentlessly.
Facing Du Xiaoqin's provocation, Ye Fei calmly countered, "You claim that you can't heal her injury, so why haven't I seen you roll out of here?"
Ye Fei's biting retort even made Zhang Chunxia's blood boil with anger.
"What are you talking about? I've already provided a solution just now."
Ye Fei glanced at her and sneered, "Really? I'd like to hear about this 'solution' of yours."
Already aware of it, he still chose to play dumb in order not to expose his exceptional hearing.
Du Xiaoqin immediately snorted, "My master has determined that the reason Miss Ji's injury won't heal is due to some kind of infection inside. It's necessary to cut open the wound to take a sample for testing, and then..."
Without waiting for her lengthy explanation, Ye Fei interrupted her abruptly.
