"It's all your fault." Finally, Lu Xiaoman glared at Ye Fan with a bit of anger. Her face was enchanting, almost irresistible.
Ye Fan smiled as he pulled her into his arms and said, "Okay, it's all my fault. Sister Xiaoman, don't be mad. Can't I just apologize to you?"
Lu Xiaoman bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. She was about to throw a small tantrum, but knowing Ye Fan was still injured, she couldn't bring herself to, and said, "Go to the hospital with me. If you don't, I'll hold this against you forever."
"This..." Ye Fan was quite troubled. He was no longer an ordinary person. The spiritual energy circulating in his body replaced his blood flow. If he went to the hospital, wouldn't the medical staff see him as a freak?
"Xiaoman, some things are hard to explain. Actually, I'm fine now..."
"I don't want to hear it." Lu Xiaoman covered her ears, "Are you going or not?"
