Three days later, Jasmine Yale fully recovered, no longer vomiting.
She packed her things and was discharged from the hospital.
Joe Heath drove her home and bought her a ton of nutritional products.
"Jasmine, you're too skinny, you should eat more. If necessary, I can get you a nutritionist." Joe Heath expressed his concern.
"Of course, I'll lose weight when I'm sick, I'll gain it back after some time."
"Do you want to spend New Year's at my place? Or should we go on a trip?" Joe Heath asked.
He was seeking Jasmine Yale's opinion.
Although he couldn't see too much pain or intense expressions on Jasmine Yale's face, he was still somewhat worried deep down.
Worried to the point where he wished he could be with her every moment.
Jasmine Yale shook her head: "Neither, I can spend New Year's at my place."
"Home? You mean your rented room?" Joe Heath looked disdainful.
