She blinked, "If not like that, I knew the gentleman had the capability to control the whole situation."
It was all praise; Xu Jingxi barely listened, "Why are you crying."
The young lady looked quite innocent, "I thought..."
She hesitated, her words trailing off.
Xu Jingxi chuckled softly, looking down at her, "You thought I was dead?"
She muttered softly, "I thought the person being bandaged in the consultation room was you."
Seeing her lips moving, Xu Jingxi couldn't help but laugh, too lazy to scold her, he pressed his large hand against her lower back and pulled her into his embrace—this creature was oddly endearing.
"Didn't Song Zhengqing explain it clearly to you?"
Song Zhengqing, who had just come out after changing his bandages, suddenly found himself called out. He rested his hand on the doorknob and explained palely, "I did; otherwise, how could she have found this place."
