I'm Very Poor, I Don't Have Money To Treat You Eat In A High-End Restaurant

Eunice considered herself unlucky. After all, Dickson was the one who had drove her back. If she just left him behind alone, it seemed a bit unjustifiable. After a while, she could only suck it up and said, "Fine, I'll send you back! Seriously!" Although she complained a lot, Dickson still managed to win his first victory. He slowly walked outside with Eunice. Dickson looked at the big folder of reports in her hand and asked, "Did you go to the hospital for an examination?" "Went to get the report." Eunice didn't even bother to say another word. "Let me have a look." As Dickson said this, he took the folder from Eunice's hand. Eunice thought to herself, "Can he even understand it?" It was very tiring to hold it anyway. If he wants to see it, let him be. She won't suffer any losses, so she might as well not stop him. To her surprise, Dickson really understood it. As he walked, he went through the stack of physical examination reports, only to find that Eunice had done quite a comprehens