After Su Zhiruan had put on her clothes, she felt much more confident. Hearing Xie Yanshang say those words, she responded calmly, extending her wrist to him and said, "Sure."
At first, Xie Yanshang indeed took her pulse seriously, "The pulse is steady, the recovery is very good."
"For all these years, really, thank you, Dr. Xie." Su Zhiruan was quite emotional, considering when she first arrived in this world, she could feel in an instant how her body should have been riddled with holes, incredibly weak.
"You speak so formally," Xie Yanshang sighed softly, gently hooking Su Zhiruan's fingers, "I like the feeling of being needed by you; there's no need for such politeness."
Afterward, Su Zhiruan intended to get up from the bed to do some other things.
However, after blinking again, she saw that the look in Xie Yanshang's eyes as he hooked her fingers gradually darkened.
Su Zhiruan sensed something was not right, "It's already noon now!"
