Lin Hao was dumbfounded by Lan Xiyue's aggrieved expression, caught off guard.
Women are women, that tendency to overthink just can't be helped...
He said helplessly, "Beautiful, which ear of yours heard me saying I wanted you to leave?"
"Didn't you? Isn't treating my illness just a way to get rid of me?" Lan Xiyue huffed, her face reddening as she bit her lip.
"Cough." Lin Hao cleared his throat and walked to the door, opening it, "If you don't want treatment, just go out and do whatever you want."
"If I have to go, then I will go." Lan Xiyue, being very upset, was provoked by Lin Hao and turned to leave.
However, just as she reached the doorway, it seemed like something suddenly dawned on her. She stopped, turned her head in a daze, and asked uncertainly, "Lin Hao, are you really not asking me to leave?"
"I never said I wanted you to leave."
