Chapter 122 First Love Can Hardly Be Perfect
In the quiet hospital room, Jiang An, having cried herself out, finally stopped. Hearing the person propped up at the head of the bed fall silent, the man leaning against it took a lively interest in asking, "Done crying?"
Jiang An slowly lifted her head, the first thing catching her sight being the large patch of bedsheets she had wet from crying, and realizing how she lost her composure in front of the man, she regretted it momentarily and clumsily wiped away her tears with her sleeve.
Hearing Dr. Gao's almost mocking words, she looked up at the man lying in bed, who still wore a carefree expression, showing no signs of injury, which made her puzzled, "They said you were stabbed and seriously hurt, I thought..."
