"Where does it hurt?"
Ning Fan, doubling as the Divine Doctor, quickly began checking the pulse but didn't notice anything abnormal.
"Oh my... I can't take it, my stomach hurts from laughing."
Upon hearing this, Ning Fan's expression suddenly darkened. He realized that the tears were purely from laughter.
Just then, a waiter walked over with a troubled expression and said, "Excuse me, could you please keep it down? We've received other customers' complaints."
"Sorry. We'll leave now."
Under the gazes of other diners who seemed to think they were idiots, Ning Fan braced himself to leave, still supporting a woman so hysterical from laughter she couldn't stand.
Once back in the car, Xu Ruolan finally calmed down a bit, but the twitching corners of her mouth still indicated her current mood.
Ning Fan seized the chance to ask, "Honey, what was that all about? What were you talking about earlier?"
"Darling, do you know what Chen Min just said to me?"
