After tossing and turning all night, Cheng Youyou was utterly exhausted. Her eyelids kept fighting each other as she could not help but yawn, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the man still standing in the hospital room.
"Hey, get out, I want to sleep!" she glared at him.
Although he had brought her to the hospital, she would have been grateful to him if his help had come without conditions, but remembering the demand he had made when she was vulnerable made the little woman explode with anger, and she had no intentions of being polite to him.
Lu Yichuan did not quarrel with her and strode out with long steps: "Rest well."
After such an ordeal, it was indeed time for her to get some proper rest.
Cheng Youyou thought she would have had to tangle with him for a bit longer, but was surprised that he agreed so easily.
