"Okay," he said as he caressed her face. He helped her put on a hat which covered half of her face. "Time to go to the hospital."
Lu Yi stood up and pushed the wheelchair. Actually, Yan Huan did not need a wheelchair anymore, but he could not help but worry about her. She would have to remain on the wheelchair until the day the plaster cast was removed and the doctor declared that she was fine.
However, sometimes Yan Huan felt like she wanted to emphasize a point.
Dear Mr. Prosecutor, I injured my arm, not my leg.
When they arrived at the hospital, Lu Yi immediately asked for He Yibin.
When He Yibin appeared, he led Yan Huan away to get an x-ray. He needed to check if the bone had healed properly.
After getting the x-ray results, he heaved a sigh of relief.