At this moment, Qin Qingnan just walked out of the operating room, looking different from his usual self. In the eyes of Ou Lan and Lin Ziran, he was like an angel bathed in a thousand rays of sunshine, his whole being exuding love.
His skilled hands could work wonders.
A man who takes saving and healing as his vocation must have a good heart.
He said he wanted to treat them to a meal, and without a second thought, they followed him.
He walked in front, with the two girls following behind, both sets of eyes fixed on his back.
His figure remained tall and handsome, but there was a deep fatigue enveloping him, a fatigue that proved he was a lovable person.
Everyone he had brought back from the brink of death must think of him as an angel.
Lin Ziran's resentment towards him dissipated entirely, even giving way to a gradual admiration. She had always admired such white-clad angels since she was a child.
Ou Lan glanced at Lin Ziran, "Feeling a bit fluttery in your heart?"
