Chen Zhiyuan knew that Xu Wendong wasn't weak; otherwise, he wouldn't have sent Zhao Dahua and his seven men running. But what did that mean?
Even if he was incredibly strong and could take on people like Zhao Dahua,
today, they were in a hospital.
His identity was that of a doctor, someone who saves lives.
As a doctor, he had to be mindful of his words and actions at all times and couldn't do anything against medical ethics.
Naturally, he also couldn't lay a hand on a patient's family member, especially since the other person was an idiot.
If Xu Wendong really dared to retaliate, his internship would end prematurely!
"My little hero, you're really something. I almost passed out!" Ding Yao, disheveled, snuggled up in Xu Wendong's arms. Xu Wendong's passion melted her body and soul, but this was a hospital, so she restrained herself, controlling her strange noises to remain silent.
