She had no choice but to keep her head down and walk, yet someone still recognized her and greeted them.
"Hello, Doctor Zhan, Doctor Gong."
"Hello, Doctor Zhan."
"Hello, Doctor Gong."
"You two have such a great relationship, I'm so envious and jealous."
Gong Shirao: "..." So embarrassing.
She whispered to Zhan Nanjue: "Let go of me quickly."
"Why?"
"It's awkward."
"You're my wife; do you think you're the only one in the world who knows that?"
"But there's no need for the whole world to know."
"Why not?" Zhan Nanjue said, "You are my legally wedded wife."
That makes a lot of sense.
"So, how many people know that we're married?"
"I reckon there's no one in the hospital who doesn't know."
"..." Well then. She was silent.
"Gong Shirao, stop thinking about retreating, try to move forward with me, hmm?"
Moving forward together...
Such an ordinary word.
Yet at this moment, it holds a heartwarming significance.
