In the hospital ward, Jiu Yi glanced at the two people huddled together on the sickbed as if no one else was around, rolled his eyes, and silently shuffled his feet.
"Alright, you two keep hugging. If there's anything, just call me. I'll be outside."
Lu Fengxuan only had bruises on her face and neck, but Doctor Wen had specifically asked Jiu Yi to stay. It was truly because he noticed that Yu Chiyin was not in the right state.
Doctor Wen was worried about a possible emergency—if Yu Chiyin suddenly fell ill, Jiu Yi would be there to render immediate aid.
After Jiu Yi left, only the two of them remained in the hospital ward.
"Brother Ayin."
Lu Fengxuan called out to him, her little hands clutching his arm that was tightly wrapped around her shoulder, gently pulling it away a bit.
She turned around very slowly, her apricot eyes gazing at his pale face devoid of color, her hands reaching out to cup his face, and bending down to kiss every feature tenderly.
