"Meng Han!"

"Why is it you?"

Zhao Tienan propped himself up, his eyes filled with surprise.

He remembered clearly, this woman was Xu Wenjing's cousin, and also Zhu Liangjun's mistress.

The two of them shamelessly got together and calculated Xu Wenjing so badly that they had to make a big mistake and flee their hometown.

Logically speaking, Zhu Liangjun was so seriously injured and still recovering in the hospital, so Meng Han should be there with him. Why did she suddenly appear here?

"Doctor Zhao, why can't it be me?"

Meng Han sat in front of Zhao Tienan, blinked, and asked very perplexedly.

"Ah, it's nothing."

"I just fell asleep and was suddenly awakened by you, so my mind is a bit foggy."

"By the way, you said you feel unwell, right? Come on, give me a brief explanation of what's going on."

Zhao Tienan coughed lightly and immediately changed the topic.

He remembered clearly that Xu Wenjing had cut off Meng Han's hair.

But now Meng Han still had a head of shiny black hair. Could it be a wig?

"Well, Doctor Zhao."

"The problem is in a private area. Could you lock the door and pull the curtains first? I, I feel a bit..."

Meng Han glanced around, appearing particularly uneasy, her hesitance looking quite amusing.

"Ah, okay, I understand, you don't need to say more."

Zhao Tienan nodded immediately and then blocked the door and windows, making everything seem airtight.

Presumably, Meng Han had some gynecological issue that she was embarrassed to speak of, making her appear particularly conflicted.

However, to Zhao Tienan, all patients were just broken machines, nothing more.

He was a mature doctor, full of rationality, and felt no psychological pressure about those unspeakable issues, pointing them out right away.

"Is it okay now?"

"Take off your pants first, spread your legs as wide as possible, and use your hands to hold them apart. That way, I can examine it more closely."

Zhao Tienan spoke without expression. Although every word was explicit, he remained particularly calm, in stark contrast to Meng Han's shyness and unease.

"Well, fine then..."

Meng Han pursed her lips. Although she had never shown such a private area to another man, she felt particularly uncomfortable now and couldn't endure it any longer.

"Hiss!"

A few minutes later, Zhao Tienan glanced at Meng Han, who had opened herself up, and couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

"Doctor Zhao, don't scare me. Is it really that serious?"

Meng Han was startled on the spot, her delicate face turning pale.

After all, Zhao Tienan's expression was too serious, as if he had diagnosed a terminal illness.

Even a big man would find it easy to collapse on the spot hearing such a sigh, let alone the timid Meng Han.

"Why would I scare you?"

"Don't doubt my professional ethics as a doctor. Your condition is indeed very serious, and I have no need to exaggerate."

"To be honest, if you had come a day later, even if you didn't die, you'd be in deep trouble."

Zhao Tienan smacked his lips, his tone slightly low.

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