It had just gotten light, and the rain started to fall, leaving the sky void of any brightness, gloomy.
In the hospital ward, Mo Shiche, sitting up in bed, coldly glared at the visitor, "What are you doing here so early?"
Muo Huangnian placed the fruit basket he was carrying on the bedside cabinet, "Came to see you."
Mo Shiche with an emotionless face, "You just randomly bought a cheap fruit basket at the hospital entrance to visit me?"
Muo Huangnian paused, still put it down, "Not cheap, over a thousand."
Mo Shiche scoffed coldly, "In your eyes, I'm only worth a thousand plus?"
Muo Huangnian thought for a moment, "Not that much."
Mo Shiche, "...Scram."
Luo Qiangwei came out of the washroom and saw the two brothers, one sitting and the other standing, both wearing cold expressions. She dried her hands, "What's going on?"
Mo Shiche glanced at her, the tension in his face slightly eased, but still cold, "
"..."
They started arguing upon meeting, which was truly astonishing.
