"You're quite unexpected as well."
Qi Yuan glanced at the woman in the bodysuit.
The woman in the bodysuit was slightly stunned, a complex expression flashing in her pretty eyes.
"You aren't faking your illness, are you?"
Surprise was evident in her eyes.
She had seen Qi Yuan's medical diagnosis and had communicated with that female doctor.
There was nothing wrong with Qi Yuan's diagnosis.
"How did you know, I am indeed faking illness.
Having a certificate for mental illness makes things easier."
Qi Yuan spoke seriously.
He had always kept this certificate for mental illness.
Currently, he was playing the role of someone with a mental illness.
"Really?" The woman in the bodysuit looked curious, her thoughts inscrutable.
"Genuine as can be, do I look like someone with mental illness?" Qi Yuan said as a matter of fact.
Soon, the meal they ordered was served.
Qi Yuan and the woman began to share the food.
The two talked while eating.