Looking at Sun Zhe, who seemed somewhat carefree, Du Linghan's face was like ice, and she couldn't help but want to punch him.
But for some unknown reason, her face always carried a faint blush.
She also didn't know why, but whenever she got close to Sun Zhe, she always felt that there was something about him that attracted her.
"Stop talking nonsense. Just give me a check-up."
Sun Zhe smiled, "Alright, but the consultation fee here is five hundred thousand, unless there's something else..."
"No need to talk about this. As long as you can cure me, I'll settle the cost altogether at that time."
Du Linghan seemed very impatient, interrupting Sun Zhe, and then went straight to the small cubicle.
The last time she came here, upon discovering that Sun Zhe was the Pavilion Master, she left without looking back. The reason for coming again was that in the last couple of days, she had been tortured to the point of being unable to bear it.
