Lin Ziran was so disgusted that he was vomiting nonstop, and Ou Lan's cold demeanor was like a hundred thorns piercing Qin Qingnan, both embarrassing and painful.
Normally as smooth as a butterfly among women, leaving not a trace, at this moment he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and disappear.
Although there was a voice in his head urging over and over, "Just go, why stand here and bring shame upon yourself!"
But his feet seemed rooted to the ground as if stuck by super glue, unable to move, because leaving now would mean losing any chance to see Lin Ziran again.
The brain of a medical genius was now as muddled as a bottle of paste.
Seeing that Qin Qingnan was still not leaving, Ou Lan couldn't be bothered with him anymore, and helped Lin Ziran up, advising, "Ziran, don't bother with this sleazy scumbag, let's go."