Right now, Qiao Yin didn't care how Lu Lingche saw her and turned a deaf ear to his compliments.
Her explanation was merely to stop him from making trouble.
She had been treating this vegetative person meticulously for a long time. Now, more than anyone else, she hoped he could wake up, rather than lying here like a living dead.
She packed up her stuff, left the ward, and entered the elevator.
Lu Lingche still followed her, until she left the hospital lobby when he finally held her hand, "Let me drive you home."
Qiao Yin pulled her hand back, "No need, I can take a cab."
"Taking a cab costs money, and it's not safe, it's safer and more efficient for me to drive you."
Still, Qiao Yin refused, "No need, it's better for President Lu to stay away from me. I can still afford the cab fare."
"Last time I was obliged to go to your place with you, and I just saw Lan Yuyi at your house. However, in less than two days, your mother was ready to kill me."
