Jiang Yao gently pushed down on Lin Shunhe's chest. His expression abruptly changed and he coughed violently.
"Doctor Lin, your body seems to be a little weak."
Almost passing out from the intense coughing, Lin Shunhe still had to listen to Jiang Yao's pretentious remark. He was livid.
"Didn't you learn how to apply appropriate pressure, Doctor Jiang? Are you trying to save or take a life?" Lin Shunhe growled.
"Your body's too weak," Jiang Yao said innocently. "I'm just a petite girl, you know I don't have that much strength. Don't you think you are going overboard with your accusations?"
"That's right, what can a girl like Jiang Yao do? You could not even take the slightest pressure on your body, just how fragile are you?" Chen Feibai spoke up and laughed.