Even though she knew that he was only examining her illness, having a man, especially a handsome one, staring at her chest made Zhong Lingling feel very uncomfortable, and her face turned scarlet.
Bingqing, however, was quite composed. After examining, he said lightly, "The recovery is pretty good. With good care for a few days, you'll be able to get out of bed and move around!"
He covered Zhong Lingling with the quilt again, his gaze falling on her face.
Ever since her face was disfigured, even when wearing a mask, she would feel very uneasy and sorrowful when anyone's gaze fell on her face!
Zhong Lingling lowered her eyes.
She thought that after examining the wound on her chest, Bingqing would leave. Unexpectedly, Bingqing suddenly reached out and lifted her mask again.
Zhong Lingling reflexively closed her eyes, simultaneously shouting, "What are you doing?"
