Yu Xiao remembered it very clearly.
That day she was so painful that she almost fainted, and her vision was filled with double images.
All he saw was a pair of hands with clear joints, a clear profile, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
She doesn't know who he is.
But she used her last bit of strength to grab the hem of his white coat.
The nurse next to her stretched out her hand to pry off her fingers: "Miss, let go first, the doctor is going to prepare -"
She didn't let go, she tightened her grip.
The dust and blood on his hands rubbed against his snow-white clothes, leaving a dirty mark.
He didn't move.
He glanced down at her and said, "Let go. I'm going to prepare for surgery."
Her lips turned white from the pain, and her voice sounded like it was squeezed out of her throat: "... Doctor, what is your name?"
There was silence for two seconds.
"Ji Xu."
She curled her lips.
"Ji Xu..."
Then he loosened his grip and fainted completely.
This extremely embarrassing first meeting was also the beginning of Yu Xiao's heartbeat.
Everyone said that Ji Xu was pure-hearted and had few desires, and was not close to women.
No matter how passionately she approaches, he always restrains his distance.
But he rejected everyone except her.
