"Brother Yong, how did you end up in the hospital?"
Jiang Xiaobai, carrying a fruit basket, walked into the ward; Lin Yong saw him and immediately sat up.
"Little bro, what brings you here?"
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Brother Yong, you're in the hospital. If I didn't come to see you, wouldn't that be terribly inconsiderate?"
Lin Yong waved his hand and laughed, "It's a minor issue, nothing serious."
The more he said it was a minor issue, the more Jiang Xiaobai felt that there was something serious. Would he be hospitalized for something minor?
"Where's Sister Xia?"
Lin Yong said, "Oh, she had some matters to attend to and went out."
"What exactly happened? You seem to be in good shape, Brother Yong, strong enough to wrestle dragons and tigers—how did you end up in the hospital?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.
"Bro, let's not talk about that," Lin Yong waved his hand with a heavy sigh.
Perhaps there was something unspeakable, so Jiang Xiaobai didn't press further.
