At the hospital stairwell.
Jiang Zheyu rolled up Su Yan's sleeve, revealing a lean, fair arm. His veins stood out slightly, but there wasn't a single wound on it.
Then, she heard Su Yan's low chuckle and realized she must have misunderstood.
When Jiang Zheyu saw the message from Jin Yu, she had focused only on the part about Su Yan being at the hospital and assumed he had been injured and admitted.
"If you're not hurt, then why are you at the hospital?" Jiang Zheyu lightly thumped his chest.
"My comrades were injured, so I brought them here." Su Yan took her wrist, his other hand caressing her face. "Yu Yu, I'm back."
"You scared me to death! I thought you'd gotten hurt again." Seeing that Su Yan was uninjured, Jiang Zheyu was finally able to relax, her expression torn between tears and laughter.
"I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Su Yan gently pulled Jiang Zheyu into a hug.
