"It's impossible."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said sarcastically: "How dare you post photos of your own figure?"

"I'm a doctor, I don't need to look at people's faces to recognize them."

Gu Qingning knows where she made a mistake.

She suddenly thought of something else and asked: "Why do you call me a yellow-haired girl?"

"I'm twenty-two years old."

Yu Zhiming made a light cut and said, "When I examined your lower abdomen, I also checked for some problems with other organs."

"I'm also pretty good at gynecology."

"Is it wrong to say that you are a yellow-haired girl? You have not read countless people, but you have read countless movies, right?"

Gu Qingning felt that her face was burning hot, and her ten little toes were digging into the sofa, almost digging out the three rooms and one living room.

It’s over, I’m completely embarrassed in front of this bastard Yu Zhiming, I can’t hold my head up anymore...

She curled up on the sofa, wrapped herself tightly in a blanket, and suffocated herself.

But after a while, she thought about it.

That night, half of my face was soaked in vomit, and I had no image at all in front of that bastard.

What can I do if I am embarrassed to the point of death again?

After thinking about this, Gu Qingning relaxed his body and lay down comfortably on the sofa.
Chapter completed!