บท 1801: Like… Hate

"What did he eat tonight? His stomach has been stimulated and secreted a lot of gastric juice…"

The doctor's face was solemn and dark. It was obvious that he disliked patients who courted death.

As doctors, they would often encounter disobedient people. Otherwise, they would be the ones who courted death.

It was a taboo for doctors not to cherish their bodies.

And every day, there would be such patients.

The result of acute gastritis made Xu Qingzhi furious.

Given his lack of appetite for spicy food, she was certain that Li Mo had a history of gastric problems.

But was he crazy tonight?

She knew that her stomach wasn't good and she couldn't eat spicy food, but she insisted.

Was it because Chu Yi said that she couldn't eat spicy food?

To her, such an act was too stupid!

Why would a shrewd man like him make such a stupid mistake?

"He… made some spicy dishes today…"