My male god, my male god? The female doctor was puzzled, and dozens of male gods flashed across her mind—movie stars, singing celebrities, sports icons, etc. There are simply too many, big stars and small stars, various male gods, all have one thing in common: incredibly handsome. So she couldn't guess which male god Wang Yaxin was talking about at the moment.
No, wait, regardless of which male god is coming, it's a male god after all, so the female doctor immediately got excited, as if she was injected with a stimulant. She leaned in and whispered, "Quick, tell me, which male god is it? If it's a real male god, then the red envelope will be doubled!"
Wang Yaxin gave a mysterious smile and said, "Really? The red envelope will be doubled?"
"Of course, at worst, I'll contribute my salary for this month. That's nothing, as long as I get to see a male god. These are insignificant." The female doctor replied.
