Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Ye Liangyan turned the door handle, planning to leave.
She decided she would never come here again!
"Wait."
The call from behind made her involuntarily pause her steps.
She turned her head and asked impatiently, "What is it?"
Jiang Yutang extended his right hand, "Give me your phone."
Ye Liangyan stood still, her clear, black and white eyes looking at him quietly, her expression carrying a hint of wariness and confusion.
Jiang Yutang slightly raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you say you'd take responsibility?"
He was referring to—taking care of him?
Ye Liangyan understood his meaning, hesitated for a few seconds, then silently took out her phone and handed it to him.
Jiang Yutang's fingers lightly slid over the screen, tapping a few times, and within a few seconds, a low and pleasant ringtone echoed in the patient room.
Jiang Yutang took out his own phone, pressed to hang up, then handed Ye Liangyan's phone back to her.
