The doctor adjusted his glasses, "Did you hit her? The marks on her neck are fresh, not old."
Mo Beiyan's eyelids twitched slightly, and the doctor immediately understood, "Stop hitting her. She's already in a lot of pain, and I think she's just in her twenties. Don't have regrets later."
Mo Beiyan squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, "Say that again?"
"..."
The doctor was startled, and Tong Ran quickly interjected, "Thank you, we'll go see her in the ward."
The doctor looked at Mo Beiyan in terror, turned around, and left quickly.
The spacious corridor was instantly left with just the two of them.
Tong Ran turned around and looked at him intently.
Mo Beiyan felt a chill run down his body as she stared at him. He coughed lightly, "Master Ran, actually..."
Smack!
Tong Ran raised her hand and slapped him.
The crisp sound reverberated in the corridor...
