Zhong Yi uttered that sentence, and Qiao Xi pressed her lips tightly together.
She was hesitating.
Zhong Yi placed his hands on the sides of the wheelchair and softly said, "You used to do it like this before. Do you treat other patients the same way? Am I... special to you?"
Qiao Xi was taken aback by his question.
She had no hesitation when treating other patients; she treated them straightforwardly as patients, with no distinction between men and women.
Why was Zhong Yi so special to her!
Zhong Yi lowered his eyes, looking somewhat disappointed and pitiful.
Qiao Xi's heart softened.
He no longer had any true family in this world and was subjected to such humiliation. Even if it was part of the plan, the scars on his face were real.
Just such a small request, and yet she still...
"I'll do it!"
