Previously, Chen Hai thought Buck Teeth Zhu was truly loyal and loving.
His girlfriend had already become such a mess, yet he still stayed by her side.
Now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.
This guy probably changed girlfriends faster than he changed clothes.
His main reason for seeking medical help with Miaomiao everywhere was probably not to cure Miaomiao's illness, but to solve his own problems.
After all, with someone like him, if every woman he found suddenly developed severe sores,
and then died within a short week, no one could stand such things.
"Get up, Brother Zhu. A grown man kneeling before me, what kind of sight is this!"
With a light smile, Chen Hai glanced at Brother Zhu, who was still kneeling, and spoke irritably.
Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Buck Teeth Zhu, the man had lowered his attitude to such an extent that he was kneeling before him.
