"Weiyang, wait for me outside first. It will hurt more if you stay inside."
When Leng Huaijin was sent to the ward, the doctors and nurses were waiting for him to be examined.
Shen Weiyang thought that she was not a doctor and could not help much inside. After hearing Leng Huaijin's words, she went out first. "Okay, I will go and find Dr. Wei first."
Leng Huaijin looked at her comfortingly. "Yes, don't worry. I am fine."
Wait. As soon as Shen Weiyang left, his face immediately turned cold. He looked at Zhuo Tinefeng and said, "Ask them to leave. You stay alone."
The shadow of being tortured by this vice personality with a fruit knife was still there. To be honest, it was still there. Zhuo Tinefeng really did not dare to be alone with him at this time. He laughed dryly and said, "Mr Jin, I, I am not an expert in treating the stomach. I..."
Leng Huaijin narrowed his eyes and looked at him in a dangerous manner. "So?"