The nurse wisely stood up and left.
The vacant spot was then taken by Ye Sihan.
He wrapped the last layer of gauze around his wrist, his deep voice oppressive, "How many times has it been now?"
In the past, Tang Yu might have argued a bit, but now, she had absolutely no energy to refute.
It was as if it was none of her business anymore.
After finishing with the gauze, Ye Sihan looked up at her, his black eyes sharp and dark, "Do you really want me to get angry? You won't be able to bear it."
Tang Yu kept her head down, remaining motionless, not even her gaze changing.
A destructive urge rose in Ye Sihan's heart, but in the end, he suppressed his rage and said, "You're being discharged today, and from now on, you will live at Ye Mansion."
This time, Tang Yu was not indifferent; she seemed like a toy suddenly switched on.
