Chapter 735 I'm a doctor

. Fukuyama looked at the wound in the mirror while explaining the original thing. Especially how hard it was to stress how he saved her.

"Are you a doctor?" The woman looked him up and down.

"Good medicine!" Fukuyama said coldly, "Otherwise, who do you think I am?"

The woman indifferently looked at his head and feet all the time, and then very rudely answered, "Hooligans."

"I..." Fukuyama turned around. "Where am I like a hooligan?"

"You're in my room, wearing exposed clothes."

"..." Fukuyama looked down at his body. He was bare in the upper body.

"Is there a normal person who doesn't wear...