The surgery was a success and Lu Yeming was pushed into the VIP ward.
In the VIP ward.
Jun Xiqing stood beside the hospital bed, lowering her eyes to look at Lu Yeming, who was wearing the striped hospital clothing. With his handsome face pale, he hadn't regained consciousness yet. His eyes were closed and he was unlike his usual haughty self, now he was just like a handsome heir from a distinguished family.
Jun Xiqing stretched out her finger, running it over the stubble on his face.
It was an unusual feeling, it felt kind of painful but goosebump-inducing at the same time.
Lu Yeming, he was capable of mesmerizing people no matter what.
Footsteps could be heard. Fan Men came into the ward and greeted, "Miss Jun."
Jun Xiqing took a pen, writing on the paper—-Take care of your master, I'll head back first.
She wanted to leave?
