Jiang Zheyu felt like she had discovered something.
The original owner couldn't get what she wanted in reality, so she sought substitutes on the Star Network.
Jiang Zheyu: ...
"Doctor Li, please take a look at my arm." Jiang Zheyu sat down on the examination stool next to him. She couldn't be bothered to overthink things anymore. 'If I don't get this treated, is my arm going to be useless?'
Li Xingbai put down his pen and finally turned his gaze to Jiang Zheyu.
He had assumed this female was faking an illness just to cause trouble for him again. He was on the night shift, and he'd thought she had timed her visit perfectly.
But when he glanced over, he was met with the sight of a snow-white arm covered in a large patch of blood.
He paused. In the past, the young woman would have started wailing and making a scene over the smallest scratch. But now, with such a serious scrape, her face was just pale as she stared at him in a daze, looking somewhat spaced-out.
