Rong Yan frowned slightly and was about to retreat but Mo Xiyan had already fallen into his arms and was hugging his waist tightly.
Rong Yan coughed, feeling uneasy about being in such close contact with her. "Have you packed your luggage yet? I'll send you home."
"Yes, I have. The nurse and I were busy packing the entire morning and we were waiting for you to come." Mo Xiyan stepped forward and pointed at the two suitcases that she had already packed.
Rong Yan cocked his head towards the side and Xu Zhiyuan immediately got the hint. He picked up the suitcases and said, "Young Master Rong, Miss Mo, the car is parked outside the hospital. Miss Mo has just been discharged and she does need to rest more."
When Mo Xiyan realized that Rong Yan was leaving, she quickly grabbed his arm in a bid to say something.
