Zhao Xiaotian was speaking when he suddenly saw at the entrance a woman clad in professional attire; he didn't realize when she had arrived. Sticking out his tongue, he chuckled guiltily, "Zhao Xiaoqing, you're here and didn't even say hello? What are you standing there for!"
Zhao Xiaoqing had noticed Leng Xuan standing in front of Zhao Xiaotian's hospital bed as she entered. Surprised, she furrowed her brows and was hesitating whether to go over when she heard Zhao Xiaotian shouting her name. She was so annoyed—how could this brat be so rude? Not calling her 'sister' and always using her name, truly lacking in manners. Annoyed, she responded, "Xiaotian, hello to you too. Are you fighting at school again?"
Zhao Xiaotian had gotten used to bickering with his sister since they were young, and they actually shared a deep bond. His response was one of displeasure, "What do you mean 'again'? When have I ever fought at school before?"
