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