Xing Chen was on the phone when he saw her come out. After saying a few more sentences, he hung up the call.
With his long fingers, he put the phone back into the pocket of his suit pants. He glanced at the back of her head, "All done?"
"Yes!" Ran Xiangsi nodded, then mischievously moved closer to him. "The doctor said my wound was bandaged last night, but I didn't do it..."
She pretended to be clueless, speaking while constantly observing his expression.
Xing Chen, recalling what happened last night, coughed dryly, stepped aside, and began to walk downstairs with his long legs.
He didn't say anything, but she got the gist and quickly followed, "Did you change my bandage? The doctor said your technique was pretty good and it's not infected thanks to frequent bandaging!"
She actually wanted to thank him. Knowing what he did last night made her feel quite touched inside.
But he just wouldn't admit it.
They walked out of the hospital one after the other.
