1240 No One Dared to Say Anything (1/2)

Mo Yongheng did not look at the silver box at all and continued to keep his gaze fixated on Tan Bengbeng.

He knitted his eyebrows slightly when he saw her disappointed look.

He seemed to be hesitating over something.

As he took two steps forward, he switched to speak in a gentler tone and said, ”You wouldn't vomit if you were fine, and the color on your face did not seem right either. A doctor would not heal herself, but I can examine you if you trust me…”

”How did you know that I am a doctor?” Tan Bengbeng lifted her head up with a whoosh when she heard what he said.

She stared at him with a focused gaze.

For a moment, Mo Yongheng thought that she had realized something.

His lips quivered and he wanted to speak, yet he wasn't sure of what to say.

Qi Yan, who was standing by the side, did not understand why they were playing the silent game. When he saw that Tan Bengbeng was actually staring fixedly at Mo Yongheng with an enchanted look, he felt so anxious that he was only short of instructing his men to drag Mo Yongheng out!

He reached out to adjust Tan Bengbeng's face and only allowed her to look at him. Then, he replied on Mo Yongheng's behalf.

”Your background is really easy to find; as long as he looked into what you did in City H, he would be able to know that you had once worked in a hospital. If you're not a doctor, could you be an assassin then?”

”…”

Just like this?

So, she had read too much into it.

Tan Bengbeng lowered her gaze in disappointment.

Mo Yongheng heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the look of worry beneath his eyes remained and he still wanted to check her pulse.

Qi Yan blocked the way without a second word.

”Forget it! With me around, Bengbeng will not need anyone else to check her pulse!”

Did he really think that his title as the ”King of Medicine” was fake?

Getting into fights was his side occupation, but Mo Yongheng could not even beat him to it. Furthermore, they are talking about medicine, something he was most proficient at.

”In that case, this meant that you knew the reason behind Bengbeng's retching?” Mo Yongheng narrowed his gaze and looked at Qi Yan.

A hint of suspicion flashed past his eyes.

Stunned, Qi Yan let out a slight cough and said, ”Of course I know, but why do I have to tell you about it?”