Qin Youxuan pulled out a videotape from her bag and handed it to the dispirited Ning Yanan.
"Looking at you now, you actually resemble a big sister." Jiang Jinchen gave a rare thumbs-up to Qin Youxuan.
Qin Youxuan chucked lightly, "You don't have to flatter me. I know what you're thinking, little boy. But sorry, I gave this tape to Yaya out of sisterly compassion, it has nothing to do with you."
"After all, you're my cousin. Do we really need to be this specific?" Jiang Jinchen didn't receive any good responses and grabbed onto the bed, wanting to sit up.
A pain shot through his injured leg, and he fell back onto the bed, gasping for breath.
He yelled aloud, "You're bullying the patient!"
"Yes, we are bullying you." Qin Youxuan lifted her hand and slapped his bandaged leg twice. Jiang Jinchen immediately howled in pain.
Qin Youxuan clapped her hands, "You're loud and clear, which means you're fine. We don't need to worry then. Just rest and recuperate, okay? Yaya, let's go."
