"Xiao Rou?" Lan Shao interlocked fingers with her, his palm firmly pressing against hers, as if feeling her warmth.
It took Fan Rou a mont to adjust before she fully opened her eyes.
Ye Ranran was also nearby, watching her anxiously.
Fan Rou’s eyes wandered around before finally fixing on the white ceiling.
"Where am I?" Due to just waking up, her voice was weak and barely louder than a mosquito’s buzz.
"The hospital. Do you feel any discomfort or pain?" Lan Shao reached out to feel her forehead.
Her fever had already subsided.
The doctor had said there was nothing much to worry about as long as the fever was gone.
"It hurts a bit." Fan Rou lowered her eyelids, looking at the injured area.
The anesthesia had worn off, so naturally, she could feel the pain.
"I’ll call the doctor to have a look at you right away." Lan Shao released her hand.
Actually, he could have just pressed the bell nearby, but to give Ye Ranran so space, he decided to walk out himself.
Ye Ranran sat by the bedside, a smile at the corner of her lips, "Don’t worry, it’s all okay now."
"Where’s my phone?" Fan Rou looked around.
"It’s already with my husband, don’t worry."
The tension in Fan Rou’s eyes finally eased, "That’s good. Ranran, thank you, you saved once again."
"It wasn’t who saved you, why thank ?" Ye Ranran used water to moisten her lips.
Fan Rou felt a bit thirsty. As soon as she opened her mouth, Ye Ranran quickly poured water into it, moving so swiftly that Fan Rou was surprised and gave her a glance.
"Thanking is the sa as thanking Young Master Jun, it’s all the sa."
Fan Rou knew if it weren’t for Ye Ranran, Jun Mochan wouldn’t have treated her so well.
In short, she was benefiting from Ye Ranran’s favor.
"If you really want to thank , just focus on getting better. If you’re fine, so am I." Ye Ranran helped tuck her exposed hand back under the covers.
Lan Shao hurried in with the doctor, and Ye Ranran quickly stepped aside.
After a check-up, everything was alright, and both Ye Ranran and Lan Shao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Everyone says I’m lucky, you don’t all need to worry so much." Seeing the concerned looks on their faces, Fan Rou’s face was full of gratitude.
Fortunately, she hadn’t been abandoned by everyone, and luckily, she still had them by her side.
"What nonsense are you saying? You wouldn’t know, but my heart nearly stopped when I heard the news."
"Alright, I’ll let you two have so heart-to-heart talks, I’m heading out first." Ye Ranran yawned.
"Madam, please go ho to rest, I’ll stay here." Lan Shao didn’t show a hint of embarrassnt.
n tend to have thicker skin, Ye Ranran teased with a glance at the avoiding eyes of Fan Rou, then walked out in long strides.
But after leaving the ward, her expression darkened.
She made a call to One, arranged a eting place, and then got into the car.
Just to check whether that report was true, which shouldn’t be difficult for One.
But today One appeared troubled.
"I’m not entirely sure about the specifics. Soone deliberately erased this matter, but from my experience, if it were false, no one would go to such lengths to cover it up."
This is common knowledge; if sothing is fake, the facade is paper-thin, and there’s nothing behind it once it’s pierced.
"Maybe soone wants to mix falsehood with truth?" Without the most accurate information, Ye Ranran didn’t want to believe it.
Jun Mochan’s relationship with Huo Yi is already tense, and if sothing like this happens again... Ye Ranran couldn’t imagine the outco.
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