Gu Yuan paused, looking at her in bewilderment. Qian Ruixue realized she had spoken out of turn, her face burning with such shame that she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Indeed, whether it was official or not, as her husband, it was difficult for her to refuse whatever he wished to do. And from a medical standpoint, he was a professional; what could she, the patient, say against a prescribed treatment plan?
Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, the heat spreading all the way to her ears. She lowered her head and muttered softly, "I was just... trying to prepare myself mentally."
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