"What do you want me to do to make you forgive me? Just say it and I'll do it."
Li Limin knelt on one knee and asked sincerely.
"Why are you like this? Be a man, please. What's the point of apologizing now? It's already happened. Do you still want to hurt another woman?"
Hu Jingyun puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "Who do you think you are? Why should Lingling forgive you?"
Pan Lingling tugged at Hu Jingyun, who was standing in front of her, and whispered, "Forget it, Jingyun. Let's not talk about it. There are so many people watching. Let's go in!"
She pursed her lips and looked at Li Limin. She advised softly, "Brother Limin, it's too cold. You should go home. There are still many patients in our clinic, so I won't send you off. Take care."
As she spoke, she turned around and was about to return to the clinic. Li Limin panicked and hugged Pan Lingling's leg.