"Tianxin, I'm not just spewing out sweet nothings. I'm speaking from the heart."
When Qie Wenyang came on his daily round, he happened to hear Li Qingcang talking sweetly to Ye Tianxin early in the morning.
He worked overtime until four in the morning last night. The first thing he did was to come to do his daily round when he woke up. He never expected to witness their public display of affection. He had to ignore such a high declaration of love.
"Boss, Tianxin."
Hearing Qie Wenyang, Li Qingcang took Ye Tianxin's hand and sat on the sofa.
The nurse drew a tube of blood from Ye Tianxin's arm.
Ever since Ye Tianxin was infected with the X-Virus, a tube of blood was drawn from her every day for blood analysis and testing.
Today was no exception.
Ye Tianxin's slender arms were covered with needle marks.
Fortunately, they never bothered Li Qingcang, who was taking care of Ye Tianxin.
