Going back was merely an excuse. What Gu Tong truly resented was Kun's scrutinizing and penetrating gaze, as if he were desperate to see through her, making her extremely uncomfortable.
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman helped Kun to his feet. After confirming he was steady, she walked over to Gu Tong, extended her slender hand, and said, "I'm Misya."
Gu Tong reached out her hand in response and said, "Gu Tong."
That counted as an introduction.
"I really must thank you this time. Kun and I left in such a hurry that we didn't bring our private doctor. Who would have thought... something like this would happen... If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would have done."
"You're too kind. I think any other doctor would have done the same." Gu Tong withdrew her hand, her desire to leave growing stronger by the minute.
Because, in the moment they shook hands, Kun's gaze was fixed on them, as if she were some kind of dangerous person who might pose a threat to Misya!
