Ran Yan was completely bewildered, gentle and virtuous? She had hinted to him? Although Ran Yan had once been a materialist, now even faced with time-travel, she couldn't help but suspect that Sang Chen had encountered some kind of fox spirit or demon, because what he said seemed to have nothing to do with her at all.
"Wait a minute, when have I ever been gentle? When have I ever been virtuous? And when have I been kind-hearted?" Ran Yan interrupted him.
Sang Chen quickly glanced at Ran Yan, his earlobes flushing as red as agate, translucent in the sunlight, his voice getting ever lower, yet he still answered, "Wife helped to treat Zhou Sanlang, assisted me with the autopsy, told me to chew ginger to drive away evil spirits, and even bandaged my wounds..."
