"Doctor, how is he?"
After the doctor finished his examination, An Lan asked, "When can he be discharged?"
"He can stay for another two days. If his concussion improves, he can be discharged," the doctor said, before he went to check on the other patients.
At that moment, only Xu Baohan and her were left on the hospital bed, staring at each other. Xu Baohan still had a neck brace around his neck. His short hair was messy and he had not washed his face. An Lan smiled as she looked at him.
Xu Baohan smiled as well. "How did you sleep last night?"
"It was alright," An Lan mumbled as she turned her face away. "It's just... Do you have foot odor? I kept smelling something strange when I sleep."
Xu Baohan's handsome face froze. "I don't."
After saying that, he felt that the problem was rather serious, but he was afraid that she would not believe him. He added, "since young, I never had any foot odor."
"Is that so?" An Lan blinked.
