Delving into others' privacy is undeniably deplorable.

Yet being caught in the act didn't bring a shred of shame to Sandra.

In fact, she strode over.

"Mr. Cooper."

Her voice was betraying no particular emotion.

Wesley's eyebrows lifted slightly. "Hmm?"

"You're quite the unruly patient."

Wesley, "…"

As Sandra continued, her expression turned solemn.

"At this rate, your illness will not be cured even in two years."

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