Inside the tent, Yun Nian finished the last stitch and let out a sigh, "Is this the last one?"
Her old waist was about to give out.
"Yes," Xiao Chengjun wiped the sweat off her forehead.
"The parasites we removed, have them burned. My right eye has been twitching, my left eye for wealth, my right eye for disaster. It doesn't feel like a good omen…"
Yun Nian blinked her eyes, turned her head, and saw Xiao Chengjun staring at her intently.
"Why are you looking at me like that? My premonitions are usually accurate, you better be careful…"
Xiao Chengjun approached, gently embracing her waist, "You're like a little wife, always worried about your husband."
Yun Nian blushed, "I just finished surgery, aren't you afraid of viruses? Back off!"
"With you, I'm not afraid," Xiao Chengjun said dependently.
Yun Nian's heart pounded. This man seemed to have suddenly opened up his heart, spouting sweet words.