Upon hearing Zhao Xiaoyan's words, Li Xiaoqiang felt like a startled bird, not for any other reason but because Zhangsun Muyue seemed to harbor a bit of fondness for him. This wasn't Li Xiaoqiang's narcissism talking; he could feel it from the words she had said to him that night.
But now that Zhao Xiaoyan was asking Li Xiaoqiang to comfort Zhangsun Muyue, he couldn't help but feel he was walking into a lion's den. Of course, this phrase might sound a bit harsh, but if he thought about it, it did seem to have a particular flavor to it.
Li Xiaoqiang quickly nodded and said, "Go? Why wouldn't I go? Chatting with a beautiful woman is my greatest hobby."
With that, Li Xiaoqiang puffed out his chest and walked towards the hospital exit.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyan pouted her perfect nose and called out, "Li Xiaoqiang."
