"I don't know." Ning Zhiqian's eyes flashed, "Please do enlighten me."
How could she enlighten him? Should she tell a stranger: My chest is too small?
Her face turned red as she shook her head vigorously, "Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, I'm really not sick! Thank you! It's all Su Ronggui being nosy, sorry to trouble you!"
"Really?" He raised an eyebrow.
Good-looking people, even raising an eyebrow looks so attractive...
But Doctor, your gaze is too piercing, isn't it? Do you have your own X-ray vision?
She didn't know if it was guilt or if her brain cramped, but she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, shaking her head like a rattle drum, "No, no, really no! I'm fine, really fine! Honestly!"
He paused briefly, "If you're sure there's nothing wrong, then I'll leave?"
"Okay, okay! Sorry to trouble you, really sorry!" Please leave quickly...
