Well, there she was again, waiting outside the ward for a while. When the young nurse finished changing Nian Shen's dressing and came out, she spotted Heather and smiled at her mysteriously, "Miss Hai, I've discovered something about you—you're especially shy! Who would've thought?"
"..." Heather couldn't even be bothered to explain anymore.
Shy?
Sister, when I was making waves in the world, you hadn't even set foot in society yet.
"Did he seriously have no reaction?"
"What reaction?" The nurse looked a bit puzzled. "You mean, yelling from the pain? Not at all. Even when I was disinfecting his wound, he didn't make a sound—so manly! Usually, people would feel at least some pain; some even cry out dramatically! Mr. Nian is honestly the manliest patient I've ever seen!"
They were totally talking about two different things.
Heather glanced into the ward and thought to herself, how could it be so different?
