The doctor had no idea what was going on. He was simply there to treat a patient; had he known that Ning Wanwan had been pierced through the chest by a sharp arrow only to appear perfectly fine now, he likely would have been scared out of his wits.
Unaware of the truth, he saw that her pulse was steady and she seemed to have no problems at all. He packed his things and prepared to leave.
Zhao Qingzhuo paid the consultation fee. Realizing he had lost his composure earlier, he stood awkwardly to the side, his face flushed to the roots of his ears, his eyes darting away, not daring to look at Ning Wanwan at all.
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