"Jiang Xinghai, you!"
Shen Lingxue was mortified.
She scrambled to turn over and pull the thin blanket over her body. "How could you be so rude!"
"Lingxue, I'm your attending physician. How is observing my patient's afflicted area rude?" Jiang Xinghai said with a straight face.
"Fine, fine, I can't win an argument with you!"
Shen Lingxue pouted, wrapped the thin blanket around herself, and stood up to walk toward the door.
In truth, it wasn't that she disliked him or was deliberately getting angry at Jiang Xinghai.
It was simply that their relationship was too complicated, and she genuinely didn't know how to act.
Little did she know, her father had already broken off another key inside the lock from the outside.
Shen Zhengye knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As a father, he had to consider his daughter's lifelong fate.
