"Why did Yanzi go out?" After a moment of silence, Liu Banxia spoke.
"Shut up! If you want to get clobbered, no one's stopping you," Qiaoqiao snapped at him, then marched out indignantly.
Liu Banxia shook his head, rummaging for the sports T-shirt and large shorts he'd left here last time. For safety's sake, he also locked the office door from the inside.
"What were you two up to?" Wang Xiaoyan sidled up to Qiaoqiao.
Qiaoqiao meant to shoot her a fierce glare, but his face was burning with embarrassment, completely undermining any intended menace.
"Speak up," Wang Xiaoyan prodded him.
"Ugh… he insists on fighting Zhou Yang. Do you think he can win? But his hands are pretty fast. Aren't all doctors' hands fast?" Qiaoqiao asked, frowning.
Wang Xiaoyan rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to worry about it. Dr. Liu might be a bit blunt sometimes, but he isn't stupid, right? Would someone like him charge into the line of fire if he didn't have some skill?"
