"Do you need me to pack this up for you?"
"I really don't care, I'm not going to listen to it anyway." Su Nian nonchalantly shook her head, her long hair brushing against Zheng Haoyu's arm, tickling him.
One of Zheng Haoyu's hands was clasping her petite hand, and he was deliberately drawing circles in her palm, "Then you should handle this yourself."
Zheng Haoyu did not take away or destroy that tape as Su Hui had instructed. There is always an off chance that if one day Su Nian really needed that tape, it would be a shame if it had been destroyed already.
Su Hui stayed in the hospital for another three days. He insisted on going home, no matter what. Su Nian, with a stern face, made him stay an extra three days in the hospital.
In reality, Su Hui could be discharged anytime now if he doesn't want the surgery. He still has to take medication every day. Though it pains Su Nian, she didn't have an alternative.
