After finishing work, Ren Chuqing went to the hospital to visit the hospitalized Xiao Yuan.
As Xiao Yuan's cousin, Deng Tianxin was also there. Seeing Ren Chuqing, she immediately smiled and said, "What a coincidence, cousin, you've come to visit Xiao Yuan again."
Ren Chuqing responded indifferently and walked to the bedside. Looking at Han Chuyuan, she asked, "How are you feeling today?"
"Not bad," Han Chuyuan replied, his gaze shifting to Ren Chuqing's right hand, which was no longer wrapped in bandages. Hesitating for a moment, he said, "And your hand, how is it?"
She was startled for a moment. Although he asked in a tone that seemed casual, as if he was just inquiring about something ordinary, it was obvious he was showing concern for her injury.
Ren Chuqing's nose tingled slightly with a bittersweet sensation, "It's fine, the wound has started to scab."
"Let me see," he said.
