Her wrist throbbed with pain, and An Ruo almost cried out from the agony.
She stepped back, and several doctors rushed to surround Tang Yuchen, quickly blocking her view.
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It was late by the time An Ruo left the hospital and returned home.
As the elevator doors opened, she stepped out and was startled to see Mo Hua leaning against the wall next to her apartment door; by the look of him, he had been standing there for a long time.
Upon seeing her, he straightened up and said with a light smile, "You're finally back."
"When did you get here? Why didn't you call me first?" An Ruo asked him, puzzled as she approached.
The man chuckled, "I did call you, but no one answered."
She hastily checked her phone and saw three missed calls, all from him. She had been at the hospital taking care of Tang Yuchen, so she hadn't heard her phone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear it ring," An Ruo apologized to him.
Mo Hua shook his head, unconcerned, "It's fine, I didn't wait too long anyway."
