Mo Forest smiled.
He really seems quite angry.
After such a misunderstanding, Lu Qin ultimately went downstairs carrying the medical record. She was actually not particularly angry; it would have been embarrassing to argue with both a patient and the responsible physician.
By the time I returned to the residential complex, it was already evening.
As he stepped out of the car, a biting wind swept past. Lu Qin pulled up the collar of his pajamas, shivered slightly, and jumped around twice on the spot.
“It’s so cold,” she said, exhaling.
Mo Forest got out of the passenger seat and happened to hear her words.
He looked down at himself.
Lu Qin looked at him and said, “I told you that even if you didn’t have hypoglycemia, you’d still need to be hospitalized. It’s such a cold winter, yet you’re only wearing a hoodie.” Mo Senlin replied, “It has a lining.” He even deliberately turned the hem of the hoodie inside out to prove he hadn’t lied.
Lu Qin: “…” You’re amazing, really.
The abdominal muscles also feel very firm to the touch.
While at the hospital, Lu Qin already knew the man’s name.
Besides, they have lived in the Qingyun residential community for several years.
But during the entire month since she moved here, she hasn’t seen him once.
I did happen to meet a pervert.
At this thought, Lu Qin felt a slight chill; she stopped in her tracks and instinctively turned around.
Mo Senlin: “What’s wrong?” Seeing no suspicious people around, Lu Qin whispered, “There are lecherous men lurking near this residential area; I heard they’ve harassed several girls! Don’t you know about this?” Mo Senlin frowned and replied, “Do you really?” Lu Qin recalled what had happened that night and still felt uneasy: “I encountered them too. That evening, he followed me closely; I was messaging my friend and didn’t pay much attention…” As she spoke, she remembered something: “Right! He also…”
Lu Qin took a hot bath, her face turning bright red with steam. As she stepped out of the bathroom, she wiped her hair while sending a message to Yuyu.
[Little Fish Bubble]: Ugh! Qin Qin, you’re not joking, right?! [Fu Qin Baby]: I’m not joking.
[Fu Qin Baby]: For this project, I plan to create a story with supernatural and horror elements.
[Fu Qin Baby]: Last night I searched through numerous ghost stories from rural areas—it was quite fascinating.
“Little Fish Bubble”:… “Little Fish Bubble”: No way! Your previous work was so impressive—how could readers possibly accept such a sudden change in style? Lu Qin set down her towel, sat by the bed, and began typing on her phone.
[Fu Qin Baby]: I made this decision after careful consideration.
[Fu Qin Baby]: Besides, I just want to draw things that interest me—not create art for readers, you know. [Leaning on her chin] [Little Fish Bubble]: [Crying] [Little Fish Bubble]: Okay then. Although I like little cakes, that’s your decision.
“Little Fish Bubble”: [Impressive][Impressive] I’ll always be your fan! “Little Fish Bubble”: Thank you so much! Lu Qin burst out laughing, casually threw her phone onto the bed, walked to the living room, and took out a hair dryer from the drawer under the TV.