Xiang Qiuci watched as Leng Jiuchen walked out with his phone in his hand, feeling a little puzzled.
What couldn’t he say in person?
About five minutes later, Leng Jiuchen pushed the door open and walked in. Xiang Qiuci couldn’t tell anything from his expression.
However, since he didn’t say anything, she naturally wouldn’t ask any more questions.
“You rest first. I’ll go back to the old house.”
Leng Jiuchen walked to the bedside and looked at Xiang Qiuci with a soft and gentle tone.
Xiang Qiuci was stunned for a moment, then she nodded and continued, “How’s your injury? Do you want doctor he to change the medicine again?”
Leng Jiuchen shook his head. “It’s fine. I’ll change it when I come back later.”
“Alright then.”
Leng jiuchen bent over and kissed Xiang Qiuci’s lips before he left in satisfaction.
Xiang Qiuci looked at the door that was closed again, and she could not help but frown
