Gu Zhaohan said, "Don't worry, I'm a doctor, so I know what I'm doing. Painkillers and anesthetics don't work on me, but alcohol and nicotine still have their effects."
Having said this, it made Xia Yangyang feel even worse.
Suddenly, Xia Yangyang felt that her stance was similar to Xi Jiachen's just moments before.
No matter what she said, the person across from her just wouldn't listen.
There was only a helpless sigh.
Gu Zhaohan spoke up, "Since you're here, join me for dinner. I'll go change."
Xia Yangyang hurriedly said, "You're still hospitalized."
"I'll be discharged tomorrow," Gu Zhaohan said as he turned to fetch his clothes.
Xia Yangyang couldn't stop him.
But she also knew that Gu Zhaohan's current condition probably shouldn't allow for his discharge.
"No need to go out, I've brought dinner for you," a familiar male voice came from the door.
Xia Yangyang turned to look, it was Gu Qichen.
Gu Qichen really did come with a lot of food containers.
