Then she continued to walk forward, afraid to waste even a second.
But—
Just as she lifted her leg, someone grabbed her arm, "What if the person you bumped into is a patient?"
The familiar and melodious male voice made Nina Pierce immediately raise her head, and upon seeing Theodore White's unparalleled handsome face, a nameless anger flared up within her.
"Let go!"
"You bumped into me."
Theodore White spoke leisurely, seemingly unwilling to release his grip.
Nina Pierce glared at him with displeasure and coldly retorted, "A good dog doesn't block the way!"
Theodore White frowned slightly, as if sighing, "Nina, it's been five years, can't we just talk peacefully?"
Nina Pierce felt a slight touch in her heart, but her expression remained as cold as frost, "We've already become strangers, what's there to say."
Theodore White looked at her deeply, just about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted.
