Dr. Snake stared unblinkingly at Tu Xiao'an's left eye. He slowly rose to his feet and leaned in closer and closer, his posture becoming uncomfortably intimate.
Tu Xiao'an leaned back slightly. From the way the Doctor was acting, it looked as if he was about to dig out his left eye for research.
They say all scientists are madmen; once they find something that interests them, they stop caring about anything else.
"Doctor, have some tea."
Tu Xiao'an had to interrupt him. If he got any closer, Tu Xiao'an was afraid he might lose his first kiss.
Ahem...
Chen Mo knew he had lost his composure and laughed awkwardly, but his embarrassed face was still filled with deep regret.
"Doctor, you're still doing research in your condition?"
Tu Xiao'an couldn't help but ask.
Chen Mo glared at him. "My leg is broken, not my hands. How does that affect anything?"
Fair enough.
Tu Xiao'an smiled sheepishly.
