In the hospital ward
Zhou Zhongqing stood at the head of the bed, asking about Shen Zhixian's condition, while she, with the tips of her ears slightly red, thought how embarrassing it was. She wasn't young anymore, and to be caught feigning sleep by a group of people, could there be anything more awkward?
Jiang Yanting stood to the side, still straightening his clothes. The hospital bed was small to begin with, crowded with two people, and at this moment, the sheets and blankets were quite in disarray.
"There shouldn't be any major issues, but you still need an IV, and I suggest you undergo a few tests and observe for a day before being discharged."
"Thank you, doctor," Shen Zhixian expressed her gratitude.
"You're welcome. Rest well, and pay attention to your diet to manage your condition, maintaining a cheerful mood."
Shen Zhixian wished she could find a crack to crawl into. How could she still manage a smile?
