His gentle eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't chase after her again. Instead, he turned the car around and sped off in the opposite direction.
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The hospital was crowded, but Mo Nanjue had notified them in advance, so they didn't have to queue. Upon arrival, they went straight into the clinic.
Tong Ran's arm wasn't badly hurt, just bruised from a fall. After an examination, the doctor found no tendon or bone damage and prescribed some ointment, instructing her to rest for a few days without getting the area wet.
Exiting the packed elevator, Tong Ran insisted on not being carried, so the man wrapped his arm around her waist and walked to the right.
Leaning against him, Tong Ran looked up at the bustling crowd, each patient accompanied and cared for by someone.
She turned her head to gaze at Mo Nanjue's refined profile and suddenly realized how fortunate she was.
At least... she didn't have to be alone.
