"Hello." Ye Wei stretched out her hand to Hua Rong stiffly, and her face was expressionless.
She was really not happy to see Hua Rong at all.
Hua Rong.
Chinese like to use the phrase Hua Rong to describe the beauty of a woman; Hua Rong deserved her name.
Delicate eyebrows and eyes, straight and small nose, her lips slightly thick, but this kind of slightly thick lips doesn't look stupid, but it has a sexy and charming taste, which is full of amorous feelings.
Coupled with her open and generous personality, it's hard for a man not to like such a beautiful woman.
Ye Wei was indifferent to her, and Hua Rong did not mind.
She clasped her hand warmly, "little doctor, I heard of your fame a long time ago! It's said that your medical skill is very powerful, which can turn corruption into magic! You must cure Xi! Dr. Ye, I appreciate your treatment, please! "
"He is the best man in the world. Even if his legs were injured, my love for him will not be reduced."