Li Zecheng's throat rolled. "Is there anything else?"
Qianshu stretched out a beautiful white hand and said shyly, "The person who ordered the flowers said that you will give me a lot of money."
Li Zecheng did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Qiao An loved to play tricks on him. However, the beauty in front of him was too beautiful, so he was unwilling to give her the impression that he was stingy. He said to her, "Give me your WeChat number and I'll transfer it to you."
Qianshu blinked her beautiful eyes. "I left in a hurry and forgot to bring my phone."
During the stalemate, the nurse came over. When she saw Hua Qianshu, the nurse's eyes were very shocked.
Hua Qianshu found an excuse to escape.
Li Zecheng sensed something amiss and his eyes darkened.
He asked the nurse, "Do you know her?"
The nurse turned her head and glanced at Hua Qianshu, who had left. She whispered to Li Zecheng, "She's an AIDS patient."
