"Same type as me, type O." Gong Jue said.
"What a coincidence! Me too!" Gu Qiqi was slightly surprised.
Gong Jue's deep eyes lit up in an instant. "It seems that our fate is destined. We're so compatible in all aspects, from size to type."
Gu Qiqi was stunned. Then, she blushed.
She knew that the type referred to the blood type, but what the hell was the size? What size was he talking about?!
Although that nurse had left, this was an operating room after all. It could be considered a public place. How did Gong Jue say these shameless words without batting an eyelid?
She had a new understanding of this stupid man's morals.
However, Gong Jue was still asking shamelessly, "Why? Don't you think so?"
Gu Qiqi was so ashamed that she couldn't show her face. "I don't think so! How would I know if I haven't tried?!"
She retorted impulsively and quickly regretted it.
