C126 Paranoia
Xu Xiangqing could have sworn that she didn't have the same question as Doctor Jing.
If that was the case, she would definitely be treated as a lunatic.
"No?"
Doctor Jing's lips curved into a faint smile. He took out a notebook from the pocket of his white coat and opened it, reading word by word, "On October 19th, at 9: 45 a.m.