Chapter 87 Marrying a Tortoise, Following the Tortoise

Qiao Chengxun coldly watched her every move, if it had been before, he would definitely have recoiled in disgust, but now, he didn't.

Because, he wasn't repulsed.

After a while, Wen Meimei looked up at him again, and said with a beaming smile, "I should tell you, I might be carrying the rabies virus, so you'd better take care of that wound."

Though it was a warning, to Qiao Chengxun, it sounded more like concern.

Was she concerned about him?

Unnecessary.

With that thought, he forcefully withdrew his hand and said in a deep tone, "To be safe, go to the hospital for a checkup now."

Wen Meimei: "..."

Checkup your uncle!

Wen Meimei felt inexplicably irritated and turned on her heel to leave.

Could Qiao, the King of Hell, not tell that she was trying to remind him to quickly tend to his wound?

Such a minor injury could easily lead to tetanus if not treated properly.

Damn it, kindly advice taken for donkey liver and lungs—she couldn't care less about his life or death!