An Ruo was at a loss for words after hearing his words and didn't know how to react.
After all, he was domineering, selfish, and unreasonable.
"I can't be bothered to talk to you anymore." She withdrew her hand, turned her back to him, and lay down, ceasing to speak.
Tang Yuchen just watched her helplessly, silently waiting for the IV drip to finish sooner.
Finally, after the IV had finished, the sky had completely darkened, and the lights of thousands of homes could already be seen outside.
The nurse removed the needle from An Ruo, while Tang Yuchen held a cotton swab against the puncture on her wrist to stop the bleeding.
"Feeling any better? Does your stomach still hurt?" he asked with concern.
"It's nothing. I'm fine now," An Ruo took the cotton swab from his hand, pressed it a couple of times, and tossed it into the trash bin.
She lifted the blanket intending to get out of bed. The man conveniently knelt on the ground, holding one of her ankles and slipping her shoes on.
