The nurse shook her head, "No, he's still recovering, and doing quite well."
Beside her, Bai Qinghuan's gaze was faint, and her cold demeanor seemed accustomed to everything in front of her, indifferent to others' accusations and slurs as if nothing touched her.
Yet, Ji Dong caught a glimpse of the girl's fingers hidden in the sleeve of her patient gown, tightly clutching her palm.
It wasn't that she was completely unmoved.
His brows furrowed slightly.
Ji Dong saw the nurse struggling to support Bai Qinghuan and extended his hand to help Bai Qinghuan over. The nurse thanked him repeatedly with gratitude.
Suddenly pulled into the embrace of a man, Bai Qinghuan reflexively struggled. Except for Shen Han, she wasn't comfortable with any man's touch. Ji Dong held her firm and said in a deep voice, "Quiet!"
"Let... go of me," her voice still sounded weak.
