Gong Shirao lowered her eyes, seeing someone walking towards her with an umbrella.
The person had an extra umbrella in his hand.
She immediately said, "Sir, wait a moment, could I buy your umbrella? I'm willing to pay ten times the price. I mean no offense, it's just that my stomach hurts and I can't get wet in the rain..."
"Your stomach hurts?" A deep male voice sounded from under the umbrella.
The man lifted the umbrella, and Gong Shirao saw his face.
Zhan Nanjue...
How could it be him!!
"Zhan...Senior Zhan?"
"It's you." Zhan Nanjue apparently still remembered her a bit.
A glimmer of light flashed in Gong Shirao's eyes: "You still remember me?"
"You once saved Yimo." Zhan Nanjue said.
It turns out, he remembers her because she saved Ou Yimo...
Gong Shirao was clearly a little disappointed.
"I'm also a doctor, if you don't mind, let me take a look at it for you."
"No, no, no... there's no need, it doesn't hurt much really."
