"Liu Chen, you're just pretending to be sick!" Zhou Yao said angrily.
Liu Chen looked at Ran Yeyu innocently; he knew all too well that when it came to playing dumb, he had never been outdone.
Ran Yeyu, who was a nurse by profession, always stuck to the facts. She said to Zhou Yao, "That's impossible. Liu Chen's pulse is very weak; it can't be faked."
"Ye Yu, you are too naive."
"Enough, let's not argue anymore. We haven't found the culprit behind the poisoning incident, and I don't want anything to happen to him. Zhou Yao, you should leave. Even if something really happens to Liu Chen, I want to be with him till the end."
Ran Yeyu spoke so passionately that Liu Chen felt a surge of emotion and began to regret deceiving her.
Zhou Yao left the medical room helplessly. Liu Chen was laid on the bed by Ran Yeyu, who tearfully looked at him, incessantly asking if he had been in contact with anyone.
"Ye Yu, don't cry," Liu Chen said, unable to bear seeing her like this.
