The Strange Medical Record

Fang Zhihan swiftly stood up and rushed over to the room next door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yu Gangan standing on a chair with one hand grabbing onto the top shelf of her closet and the other hand holding something, while a paper box lay next the foot of her chair.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden voice was cold and thunderous, causing Yu Gangan to subconsciously turn around.

As she turned, her injured foot couldn't hold her weight and she lost her balance, causing her to tumble backwards. Once again, she couldn't help but cry out, "Ah..."

Fang Zhihan leaped forward and quickly caught her in his arms.

Yu Gangan was a little frightened as she hooked her arms around the man's neck, "Thank you."

"What are you trying to get?" Fang Zhihan wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her over to the bed.