After learning from Murong Zheng that Nan Jin's problem had been resolved, Murong Qiao's mood became a little lighter.
She thought of the person from the Nan family who had given her the snacks and thought of Nan Jin. A guess immediately appeared in her heart.
Knock, knock.
There was a knock on the ward door, and the soft sound woke Nan Jin up from his light sleep.
It was the nurse who came in to put on a new bottle of drip for him.
"You look quite energetic," the nurse greeted as usual.
Murong Qiao bribed a nurse to chat more with Nan Jin. This nurse had been talking to Nan Jin for the past two days, and the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.
"Kek." Nan Jin was about to answer when a heavy cough reached his mouth first.
The nurse was not surprised by such a scene and thoughtfully handed Nan Jin a handkerchief.
"Thank you." Nan Jin thanked her politely and took the handkerchief.
