Xia Wan’an, who hadn’t noticed the astonishnt on the faces of the people around her, put down her water cup, casually pulled out a tissue to wipe Han Jingnian’s mouth, and then spoke, "Shall we ask Doctor Xie to give you a check-up?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Lin shivered and instinctively wanted to run away.
A check-up? These past few days, he’d thought countless tis about giving him a check-up only to be relentlessly tornted by him each ti, and the few tis he was able to conduct a check-up were all done secretly after he’d been knocked unconscious...
While there was a sinking feeling in Xie Lin’s heart thinking, "it’s over, here cos another berating," Han Jingnian responded cooly with a nod, agreeing to Xia Wan’an’s suggestion over on the other side.
Xie Lin’s jaw nearly dropped: "..."
Was he dreaming? Or... was the person before his eyes really Han Jingnian? It couldn’t be soone disguised as Han Jingnian, could it?
When Xie Lin didn’t respond, Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but urge him, "Dr. Xie?"
Coming back to his senses, Xie Lin replied with a "Huh," and then floated over to Han Jingnian to asure his blood pressure, check his temperature and examine his wound.
Throughout the entire process, when Xie Lin asked Han Jingnian to extend his hand, he did; when Xie Lin asked Han Jingnian to turn around, he did... In short, he was as cooperative as could be. He was undoubtedly the most compliant and harmless patient Xie Lin had encountered in his years of practicing dicine.
Feeling like he was walking on cotton, Xie Lin had barely finished examining Han Jingnian when he said, "We need to administer an IV drip, there are slight signs of infection in the wound."
Xia Wan’an replied, "Then start it quickly."
Who was going to arrange an IV drip for a fully alert patient? How many needles had been broken by him these past few days...
Xie Lin didn’t dare to reply and instead instinctively looked towards Han Jingnian. Seeing the man’s expression remain unchanging, he said, "I’ll go and prepare the dicine."
Soon after, Xie Lin returned to the hospital room, followed by a nurse pushing a small cart.
After entering the room, the nurse hesitated at the door.
Xia Wan’an recognized the nurse; she was the one that Han Jingnian had just scared into tears. Seeing the nurse standing by the door in a state of absolute bravery, she couldn’t help but laugh, she waved at her, "Co in."
The nurse nodded, then bracing herself, she pushed the small cart into the room.
She placed the cart about a ter away from the bed and didn’t move any closer: "Dr, Dr. Xie, I’ve, I’ve delivered the, the items, I, I now feel like going to the toilet, I...I..."
The nurse stumbled over her words, and without finishing her sentence, darted toward the exit.
After only taking a couple of steps, Xia Wan’an called out to her, "Wait a mont."
The nurse froze in place, not daring to turn back and look.
Xia Wan’an turned toward Han Jingnian, "You just woke up. Did you lose your temper at the girl?"
Han Jingnian shook his head, "I don’t know."
Don’t know? She saw with her own eyes how this nurse ran out crying from his hospital room...
Just as Xia Wan’an was about to respond to Han Jingnian, he spoke again, "I’m not interested in their appearances."
Xia Wan’an choked on her words: "..."
So his ’I don’t know’ ant, ’he didn’t know at whom he had lost his temper?’
Wait, was that the point? The point was, he had scared the young girl into tears!
Thinking it over, Xia Wan’an spoke again, "When I left my hospital room, I saw her crying as she ran out of your room..."
Before Xia Wan’an could finish her sentence, Han Jingnian interrupted, "I’m sorry."
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