Tang Chuxia let out a forced laugh; she hadn't expected to encounter Lin Qingchen in the hospital.
Lin Qingchen was performing acupuncture on a patient and, upon seeing Tang Chuxia arrive, his face lit up with a smile.
"How did you know I was here?"
Tang Chuxia looked at Lin Qingchen who appeared like an exiled immortal; truly an otherworldly figure emanating an aura of immortality. Even in such a chaotic environment, he still made people feel refreshed.
Lin Qingchen withdrew the silver needle and turned to Tang Chuxia, "Naturally, I calculated it!"
Tang Chuxia: ...
At this moment, he was a bit like a little Taoist, starting to mumble and mutter.
"Then calculate what I'm going to do next?"
Tang Chuxia's smile was brilliant, Lin Qingchen coughed, "I better not guess, I'm afraid it'll make you angry!"
Tang Chuxia: ...
At least he was self-aware.
Round-faced was already starry-eyed, and if it weren't for the setting, she would probably have thrown herself at Lin Qingchen.
