"By the way, what did you want to see me about?" Chu Yang asked.
Upon hearing Chu Yang's words, Han Qingqing's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her eyes became shy. Lowering her head and fiddling with the hem of her clothes, she spoke in a very small voice, "Actually, it's nothing much..."
"It's just... the matter of you treating my strange illness..."
Chu Yang remembered, it seemed that Han Qingqing had come to him for treatment.
"Oh, I remember now!"
"Based on our schedule, it's time for the next step of the treatment. Go lie down on the bed in the treatment room," Chu Yang said.
With her face blushing, Han Qingqing nodded, tiptoed into the treatment room.
Chu Yang stood up to close the door of the small clinic, then followed into the treatment room, where he found Han Qingqing looking down at her chest, sitting nervously on the bed.
Chu Yang smiled lightly and said, "Why so nervous, it's not your first time."
