"I can predict my own physical condition." Chuzheng's tone was a bit cold, but very certain, "Doctor Yuk, you don't need to worry."
Yuk Jian was momentarily stunned, did she say she could predict her own physical condition?
Most people would just say they have a sense, and that there wouldn't be any problems, but wouldn't say something like that.
Yuk Jian realized that he probably couldn't get rid of Chuzheng. It seemed that her family wasn't around, and her caregiver was a hired maid, probably not much help.
Yuk Jian took a step back, "I'll have the nurse bring you an extra bed. Please wait a moment."
Chuzheng looked at the narrow companion bed, then at Yuk Jian's bed, and did not object.
The nurse quickly brought and set up the bed, constantly glancing at Chuzheng, almost wanting to rush over and ask about her relationship with Doctor Yuk.
