Chapter 353 Gamophobia

• Since when did Christopher have a gun on him? I have lifted his shirt before, so how did I not notice it? I found myself speechless at the thought of that.
• The doctor wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and said cautiously, “I am looking for the cause of the problem, mister. Given the number of tests we've performed, this is a lot of data to go through. From what I can tell, your wife is just a little anemic. Keep in mind that you're the one requesting for us to run these tests, so it's not like we're trying to rip you off or anything! I can have the finance office refund half of the costs if you're dissatisfied with our services!”
• “Really? That's it?” Both Christopher and I asked in unison.