Jian Qingqing raised her eyebrows and smiled mischievously. She said, "I thought of it myself. Why, Brother Wei, as a doctor who treats and saves people, don't you think of all this? Finding out the cause of the illness will be able to better treat the patient."
Wei Wusheng was speechless.
He felt that he had been insulted, but he had no evidence.
He flicked Jian Qingqing's forehead and said, "Do you think that everyone is like you, thinking so much nonsense?"
However, although these thoughts were very whimsical, they were still quite reasonable.
Jian Qingqing took out a simple mask and put it on, then she took another one for Wei Wusheng.
"What?" Wei Wusheng saw that she strangely covered her face and even gave it to him, so he pushed it away in disgust. "I don't want it."
