Huo Jinyao sensed the emotion in her voice.
"Nothing." Su Qingsang yawned. "There was a long road under construction on the way here. It took us four hours to get here, when it should have been only two and a half. Before we could settle down, there was a car accident and a lot of injured people were brought into the hospital where we are stationed. We all helped and, finally, I have some time now."
"Sweetheart, you've worked too hard." Huo Jinyao's voice was as unserious as usual. "It's a pity that I am not with you. I could give you a massage."
"I don't want a massage." Every time he gave her a massage, it turned into something else halfway.
"You don't want a massage? What should I do then?" He seemed to be worried. "I'm not with you now. I can't help you when you're tired."
