Gu Qiqi’s suggestion caused Wu er to be startled at first.
The crowd that was charging over from afar was obviously not coming for him, but for Gu Qiqi.
Gu Qiqi wanted to order him to deal with those people?
Wu Er reacted and stomped his feet again. “F * ck, Pretty Boy, you want me to be your bodyguard? Why should I? I’m not sick!”
Unexpectedly, Gu Qiqi answered him very seriously, “Yes, not only are you sick, you’re also very sick.”
Wu Er was furious. “I... What kind of illness do I have? I’m a doctor myself, how could I not know!”
Gu qiqi replied, “Mental illness.”
Wu Er suddenly felt a little guilty and couldn’t even speak properly. “Wh-what mental illness?”
