An Xiaoyan got off at the hospital. He looked back and saw the red on the seat. The smell of blood spread through the car.
Face beet red, he apologized continuously to Chen Chen. He'd dirtied such an expensive car. It must cost a lot to wash it.
"Don't worry. Mr. Gu has an annual card. Washing it once or ten times is all the same price." It actually wasn't the truth. Chen Chen just said this so An Xiaoyan wouldn't feel bad. He sympathized with and understood An Xiaoyan.
After the doctor saw An Xiaoyan, he was confused. How come this man was back? Didn't he say he would be careful? Why did he come again?
This was the small hospital An Xiaoyan had gone to in the past. It was in a remote place, but it didn't make him feel awkward. The doctors here were accustomed to these types of diseases and wouldn't be judgmental.
"There are a lot of people today. Go wait in the next room."
