"What on earth is this all about?"
Lin Hai widened his eyes in disbelief; how had Liu Qianhui's demeanor changed so drastically? Just a moment ago she was all haughty and pampered, and now she had taken on the flavor of someone soliciting for an erotic massage.
"Divine Doctor Lin, please help me out, lend a hand, and treat me." Liu Qianhui fluttered her flirtatious eyelashes.
"Uh, your disease is incurable, so you better prepare for the worst." Lin Hai didn't know what she was up to, so he earnestly replied.
Liu Qianhui, brimming with anger, almost pulled out her little handgun again.
In order to keep Lin Hai by her side, she held back her rage and spoke in a coquettish voice: "You are the Divine Doctor, such terminal illnesses are child's play for you."
When things go abnormally, there must be a demon involved; Lin Hai didn't believe for a second that Liu Qianhui would seduce him without a reason.
Could it be that she was enchanted by his appearance?
