Leng Family Feast

"If you can't do it, I can find someone else. But you already know about this... "

"Yes, yes. This is something I can do. As long as you cooperate well, Mr Jin, I can still do it."

Before Leng Huaijin could threaten him, Zhuo Tinefeng immediately agreed. He was afraid that he would lose his life if he was too late.

"Dr. Zhuo, what's wrong? You don't look too good."

When Shen Weiyang came back, she found the atmosphere between Zhuo Tinefeng and Leng Huaijin was weird. Zhuo Tinefeng looked like he was wearing a mask of pain.

The pain on Zhuo Tinefeng's face did not disappear much after she asked this question. He smiled bitterly at her and said, "Mr Jin is fine now. You can take him back."

Shen Weiyang was worried. "Is he really fine? Do you need to do some tests and prescribe some medicine or something?"