During the day, Zhong Hai First Hospital was rather cold, after all the hospital was big, yet the patients were few, however this was perfectly suited for patients to convalesce.
Yang Chen followed the path to Lin Ruoxi’s ward; the door was opened, and voices transmitted outwards from the inside. Walking closer and taking a careful look, it was the two “acquaintances” from two days ago.
“Ruoxi, I have good relations with this hospital’s chairman, how about I have them give you the best nursing ward, take this as my little gift.
Lin Ruoxi leaned against the pure white pillow, her ice mountain-like fair face looked out of the window and at the sky, and clearly said, “Not necessary, thank you for visiting me.”
“Ruoxi, these words are too cold, if it wasn’t because I have been rather busy recently, I would accompany you in the hospital more. Actually for people like us, this type of peaceful contact is what we lack.” Said Xu Zhihong with some regret.
This time Lin Ruoxi wasn’t even interested in replying, as if nothing was heard, she stared blankly out of the window.
Wang Ma who was at the side cleaning up the breakfast utensils felt that the silent atmosphere of the room was too awkward, and was just about to speak some polite words on behalf of Lin Ruoxi when she saw Yang Chen standing at the entrance of the ward. She immediately revealed a relieved smile and said, “Young Master, you’re here.”