But He Qianhui didn't give Zhang Hao the chance, so much that before he could finish his second sentence, the screen had already exited.
Zhang Hao looked at the chat interface and shook his head helplessly.
Thinking that they were already an old married couple, what was there to fear about taking a bath? It's not like they hadn't seen it all before.
With the thought of his wife returning tomorrow, Zhang Hao's mood also greatly settled.
Yet before he could even step through the door, his phone began buzzing nonstop in his pocket.
Upon checking it, he discovered it was that female patient again.
For some unfathomable reason, she had even sent him several selfies.
After looking through a few pictures, there was also a voice message.
Zhang Hao didn't want to listen and chose to convert it to text as usual.
After reading the converted text, Zhang Hao truly regretted giving her his contact information.
