Seeing how cooperatively he took his medication, Lan Xu finally showed a gratified smile.
Yan Cheng's injuries were severe, but fortunately his excellent physical condition meant he could still move around normally.
Yan Cheng set down the water glass in his hand, subconsciously reaching out to hold her fair hand.
"Xuxu..."
"Hmm." Lan Xu glanced at him and responded softly.
Hearing her voice, a wave of joy washed over Yan Cheng's face. He seemed a little unable to believe the scene unfolding in front of him.
He stared at her for a long time, the more he looked, the more his heart trembled with emotion.
Just as he rose from the chair, preparing to lean down and kiss her, the sound of knocking at the door echoed inappropriately.
The sudden knock caused Yan Cheng's movement to pause, and a trace of displeasure flickered in his peach-blossom eyes.
"Come in." Lan Xu turned her head to glance toward the door and spoke.
Immediately after, the door was pushed open.
