Bang, a heavy sound.
Lu Fengxuan left angrily, slamming the door behind her without even saying goodbye to Yu Chiyin.
"Axuan!" Yu Chiyin chased to the door of the hospital room. Lu Fengxuan turned back to him and said, "I'm going back, no need to follow me!"
Not far ahead, the security guard who had accompanied her was approaching to leave with her.
Yu Chiyin watched her figure disappear, his brow furrowed in thought; he then turned around and went back into the hospital room.
"Wait a moment, I'll call a doctor to dress your wound." He pressed the call button on the wall by the hospital bed.
Fan Ju's cold-hearted comment earlier had enraged Lu Fengxuan, who couldn't hold back her temper and threw a water cup at his head.
Now, there was a coin-sized bloodstain on Fan Ju's forehead, still bleeding. He sat still, seemingly oblivious to the pain.
Only when he heard Yu Chiyin's voice did Fan Ju come back to his senses, giving him a forced smile:
