Fong Yiran hooked the corner of his lips, revealing an exceptionally friendly smile, and extended both hands, "Hello, I'm Fong Yiran, a friend of your sister Xiao Yao. You were in a car accident, and it was I who saved you." To have Xiao Pingan willingly work for him, he had to grasp the concept of indebtedness first.
Xiao Pingan initially was stunned, then nodded and sincerely thanked him, "Oh, so you saved me, thank you." He had been in a car accident and was even knocked unconscious. Since he was the one who saved him, thanks were in order. "Is this a hospital?" It looked a lot like a hospital, yet not quite.
"Oh, this isn't a hospital, it's my house," said Fong Yiran.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Pingan was surprised, "Your house? Does your family run a hospital?" His family ran a hospital.
