"Hehe, but I really do like it." The handsome black pants with orange decorations, the white long-sleeved shirt with numbers on the chest, and the black vest overlay adorned with various metal chains—it was indeed the style He Wenyu would like.
"Alright, I've accepted your gift, now hurry up and apply the medicine to me." Luo Qianqian pursed her lips and locked the door, knowing that those two, because of their status and code of conduct, would not come in, but she still felt more secure after locking it.
Then, without any concern, she let He Wenyu help her take off her clothes, her face full of gloom: "They should invent a kind of clothing with the zipper in the back, so it's easier to apply medicine to the back and it wouldn't be embarrassing, right? Otherwise, it's so awkward for female patients and male doctors…"
