Wei Anning woke up to find Leng Youchen no longer in the ward. She propped herself up to sit and when someone pushed the door open, she immediately looked up, hoping to see his face. But the brightness in her eyes faded instantly upon seeing the baby-faced newcomer.
"Why is it you?"
Lu Junxi detected a hint of disdain in her tone, and his little heart felt a thousand points of damage, "Third Sister-in-law, although I don't possess the good looks of Third Brother, I'm not too shabby myself. Your disdain hurts my feelings."
"But I only covet your Third Brother's good looks."
Lu Junxi, with a medical record in hand, leaned against the foot of the bed, "Third Young Master, can we still have a pleasant chat?"
"Do you think a doctor and a patient can have a pleasant chat?" Wei Anning looked at him, unable to deny that Lu Junxi was quite a catch himself, it's just a pity he's not her type.
