On the hospital bed.
The doctor checked Yazmin's body and found she was slightly concussed and needed to rest.
Lance stood by the bed and did not care about the doctor's words.
Yazmin peeked at him from the corner of her eyes. His handsome face was especially eye-catching under the incandescent light.
Lance was really attractive with a cold and seductive aura. Even if he didn't do anything, he could still make people feel a little overwhelmed.
The obsession in Yazmin's eyes was undisguised. She would never let go of such an outstanding man.
When she thought of this, her eyes became wet again. "Lance... Why do I still feel such pain? It's so uncomfortable..."
Lance frowned coldly. "Still not feeling well? I will ask Marvin to come over and have a check."
"No, no need. I don't seem to be in so much pain. Besides, Marvin is so busy. I don't want to bother him."
