Chen Ziling's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at An An, "An An, have you checked thoroughly? Is it really a heart problem?"
An An nodded earnestly, "Yes, it's indeed a heart problem. Although I'm just an intern and haven't really performed any major surgeries, since you trust me, I'll definitely do my best to treat the commander's heart."
"Yes, our young lady will personally operate, so you can rest assured."
Zhuo Feng chimed in from the side, thinking how shameless these people are.
"This is..."
Chen Ziling looked troubled, wondering what to do next.
An An looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "Alright, Chen Ziling, stop pretending. Commander, you stop pretending too. You've just recovered, and lying in bed like this isn't doing your body much good either."
Chen Ziling looked embarrassed, and then the commander in bed opened his eyes.
