Lu Jinghan got out of bed and looked at Han Xi's injured wrist, his brows furrowed tight enough to squash a fly: "Does it hurt a lot? Wait here, I'll call the doctor right away."
Han Xi tugged at Lu Jinghan's fingers: "Don't go... there's actually no need to call the doctor, I just accidentally strained it earlier. I'm hungry, so hungry."
Perhaps still not recovered from yesterday's terror, Han Xi didn't want Lu Jinghan to leave her side even for a moment.
It seemed like only when he was there could her heart feel at ease.
Though Han Xi said so, Lu Jinghan was still a bit worried: "I will stay here with you. I'll ask Jiang Dachuan to get the doctor."
Lu Jinghan glanced at the watch on his wrist: "Sister Zhang should already be on her way."
Opening the ward's door, Lu Jinghan instructed Jiang Dachuan to call the doctor, and Sister Zhang followed him inside.
