Hai Xiaotang didn't outright refuse, instead she mockingly retorted, "I do not want to have dinner with a wounded person. What would I do if you faint halfway?"
"I won't…"
"I will not have dinner with an unhealthy person!" Hai Xiaotang asserted firmly.
However, Dongfang Yu chuckled.
Hai Xiaotang was puzzled by his deep, pleasing laughter, "What are you laughing at?"
"Hai Xiaotang, you're worrying about me!" He asserted confidently.
Hai Xiaotang was taken aback, "When did I?"
But Dongfang Yu was convinced that she was indeed concerned about him.
He chuckled and said, "Alright, we won't eat today, but the day after tomorrow for dinner. I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, so the day after that should be fine, right?"
Hai Xiaotang did want to decline, but was afraid he might misinterpret again that she was concerned about him.
Besides, it was his own body; if he didn't cherish it, why should she bother arguing?
"Whatever!" Hai Xiaotang said dismissively.
