The physician had no idea what was going on; he was simply there to treat a patient. Had he known that Ning Wanwan’s chest had just been pierced by a sharp arrow yet she was currently sitting up as though nothing had happened, he likely would have been scared out of his wits.
Knowing nothing of the sort, and finding her pulse steady and entirely normal, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.
Zhao Qingzhuo paid the consultation fee. Realizing how uncomposed he had been a moment ago, he stood off to the side awkwardly, his face flushed to the tips of his ears, eyes darting about and not daring to look at Ning Wanwan at all.
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