"Your husband and daughter aren't home again, are they?"
At Zhao Qingyao's house, Li Chuan said while sipping on a delivery bubble tea.
Zhao Qingyao was sitting in Li Chuan's lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, and the look in her eyes was burning with passion!
"Chuan, why do you look so worn out today?"
"A patient came into the clinic with a complicated condition, it took a bit of effort, and I guess I'll need a nap to recover." Li Chuan smiled wryly.
Originally, with Lingxi True Qi and the Ghost Gate Pulse Technique, treating illnesses was easy and enjoyable, but this case with Fang Chunxin was particularly troublesome.
"That's no problem, I made chicken soup with a rooster I've been raising for years, added some Cordyceps and Ginseng, let's enjoy it together."
While speaking, Zhao Qingyao took the bubble tea from Li Chuan's hand, saying, "This stuff is for us women."
With that, she pulled Li Chuan into the dining room.
"I'll give you a big chicken drumstick!"
