Ye Qingwan reacted to Gu Shimo's words and blushed in embarrassment.
She said softly," Okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that to you. Can we go now?"
Seeing that she had admitted her mistake so quickly, Gu Shimo laughed softly again.
His large palm caressed her small face that was covered in a thin layer of pink. If it wasn't for the fact that he was injured now, he really wanted to do something to her.
"We can go now."
Then, he held Ye Qingwan's little hand in his palm.
Enduring the pain from the wound, they walked out of the ward hand in hand and took the elevator downstairs.
Ye Qingwan looked up from time to time to observe his expression.
Gu Shimo's expression was normal.
There was no frown or uncomfortable expression, so she was slightly relieved.
When they came out of the elevator, Gu Shimo insisted on walking out of the hospital by himself. He walked to the side of the road and got into the car.
