Does he treat strangers like this?
Gong Shirao was puzzled.
"What are you trying to test?" Zhan Nanjue asked again when she remained silent. "Or are you trying to check my wound? Give me a shot?"
Gong Shirao tried to calm herself and randomly pulled out a syringe, injecting the liquid into it.
She held the syringe in front of him for a long time, yet did nothing.
Zhan Nanjue felt an itch between his eyebrows.
"Gong Shirao, you're making me uncomfortable like this. Just say what you want to do."
He was uncomfortable?
Gong Shirao's eyes lit up instantly, recalling what Beitang said...
——No matter what he says, just don't do it. Make him uncomfortable, make him upset, make him jealous, and he'll realize how important you are to him.
Gong Shirao slowly took out a bottle of water, thinking he was a patient, she poured a little into her hand and sprinkled it toward him.
"..."
No reaction?
Gong Shirao sprinkled a little more.
Still no reaction.
