Everyone, of course, understood what he meant and chuckled softly.
Nalan Xue observed Wan Hongxuan for a long while and, seeing that there was not a shred of shyness or adoration in his expression, only an incredibly open and honest gaze, she completely gave up hope.
Trying to recover her pride, she clamored, "Okay, stop laughing already, hurry up, let's pack up and head to the hospital."
After listening to Li Xiangyang's account, Nalan Xue was so angry she slammed the table, "That Fang Qi is way out of line, beating someone to death's door like that, damn it, people like him should be dragged out and subjected to the Manchu's ten most severe tortures."
Xiang Lanlan tugged at his sleeve, "Keep it down, this is a hospital."
Nalan Xue saw that people in the neighboring beds were looking their way and shrank her neck, "Lanlan, isn't there a private room? It's too inconvenient with so many people here."
