How could Andy accept that his feelings, which he valued so much, were dismissed so easily by her, as if all along it had been his own foolish torment, one-sided pain?
Andy glared at her viciously, reaching out and squeezing her jaw tightly. Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly, "Doctor, don't you often say not to wallow in pain, and try to distract yourself with other things? You also said that as long as I need, you would do your utmost to help me. Now, only your body can make me temporarily forget the pain. I think the great and holy doctor wouldn't leave me in the lurch, right? Or are you just hypocritically saying these things for your patients' money?"
No matter what he said, even in such circumstances, Qin Mengying, though in a miserable state, showed no fear on her face, only a deep irony and pity.
