"Divine Doctor Uncle, you, you're on top of my mom."
A childish voice rose from the hospital bed.
"You, you better get up."
The woman trapped beneath Su Fan said frantically, her pretty face flushed red.
"Sorry, sorry about that."
Su Fan awkwardly shifted his body aside.
The woman regained her freedom, quickly straightened her clothes.
Single mother Su Ya.
She had gone home yesterday, changed into a new outfit.
A green high-collared dress that ended ten centimeters above her knees, and on her feet, she wore a pair of flat leather shoes; she was dressed appropriately, yet she exuded the charm of a young widow.
"Su, Divine Doctor, how come you're here?"
Su Ya looked at Su Fan, somewhat nervous.
Su Fan asked Su Ya in return.
"Shouldn't I be here?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I, I thought I said something wrong yesterday that made you angry and you wouldn't want to talk to me anymore."
"Am I that petty?"
Su Fan said with a wry smile.
