Watching fear flicker in Qin Youxuan's eyes, he slowly closed his own.
In a hoarse voice, "Ask Yao to arrange the discharge."
"...Huh?"
The topic shifted so quickly that Qin Youxuan was stunned for a moment.
By the time she recovered, Dan Hanjie's cold demeanour had completely dissipated. He wore a faint smile, as if what he had just said was a soft whisper of love.
"Your hand hasn't healed..." In fact, it had gotten worse.
His wounds must have burst open.
"Have the doctor rewrap it, then we'll leave." Dan Hanjie nonchalantly glanced at his bloody wound.
Such a minor injury barely registered for him.
He had willingly stayed in the hospital for two days simply because he didn't want her to worry.
Now, it was time to leave.
"..."
Qin Youxuan understood the look on his face, her eyes flashing, she bit her lip and remained silent.
His sudden suggestion of leaving the hospital was likely his way of avoiding the conversation...
Yao was indeed a capable aide.
