Doctor Jiang Is Fighting!

"Yeah, I know him!" Tian Miaomiao replied. "But… should I mail over the medicine or…"

Ji Weixi glanced at the man wrapping himself around her. "We should be going back today."

"Alright, I'll go look for Doctor Jiang right away!"

After hanging up, Tian Miaomiao promptly leapt off her bed and looked into the mirror.

Loose striped pyjamas, messy hair, coarse skin over her no-makeup face.

Tian Miaomiao was stunned at the sight of her own reflection as if doubting it was herself.

She then blushed furiously when she remembered Jiang Yigu's cool, almost feminine face.

Immediately, she opened her closet and dumped every piece of her clothing on bed and fumbled around randomly.

Still, she found nothing up to standard despite combing through them for a long time: everything was too teenage girl.

"Aaaaaargh! What should I do!" Tian Miaomiao shrieked, stamping her feet and suddenly holding her own fashion tastes in disdain.