C154 You Don't Deserve to Call Me Aunt

At this moment —

Dr. Jing had taken off his white coat and was replaced with a dark gray apron. On the cuffs of his shirt, he wore two armbands of the same color.

He was standing in front of the counter, a sharp kitchen knife in his hand.

His movements weren't too quick, but they didn't seem particularly clumsy either.

He was tall and lanky