Nan Wan's arm in mid-air felt a bit sore, but the man seemed unwilling to reach out, so she didn't insist. She withdrew her hand from the air and hung the blazer on her arm.
Strands of her soft hair danced in the wind, occasionally sticking to her skin. Her expression was calm, and a polite smile graced her face, "Regrettably, there are so many unhappy people in this world every day, Mr. Mu will have to get used to it slowly."
Especially in the hospital, life and death are matters of a moment. After closing your eyes, you don't even know if you'll wake up tomorrow, so happiness or unhappiness are insignificant compared to life.
People say the sea is the cleanest thing in the world; Mu Jin Huan thought that was because they hadn't seen her eyes.
His dark eyes were as deep as a serene pool, a profound emotion swirled within them. His voice lifted slightly, "How about Doctor Nan treats me?"
Was this... seriously being a rogue?
