Zhuang Shuqing was shocked.
For Lu Jinyang to be this anxious, it definitely wasn't just a simple fight.
When they arrived at the hospital, Zhuang Shuqing couldn't help but laugh and cry at the sight of the two patients in the same room.
Leng Yixing was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, with his leg in a plaster cast hanging mid-air, only his head and hands free to move.
Compared to him, Lu Xiao on the next bed looked much better.
Lu Xiao's head was heavily bandaged, with his facial features exposed, but the rest of his body was even more tightly covered than Leng Yixing. Especially when he heard Leng Yixing saying he didn't want to share a room with him, all he could do was protest vaguely.
Zhuang Shuqing gently nudged Lu Jinyang, whispering, "Hey, why did Dean Li arrange for the two of them to be in the same room?"
Her words were loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.
