The door of the hospital room slowly opened, and as I looked over, I saw Qin Zhan walking out of the room and leisurely strolling towards Bi Xia.
Qin Zhan was wearing a plain white short-sleeved shirt at the moment, exposing his arms that looked extremely firm and powerful, yet without a hint of bulky muscles. His long legs were wrapped in black trousers, and his rhythmic steps were exceptionally clear in the corridor marked with the sign 'Keep Quiet'.
Bi Xia tilted her head and smiled, watching the young man with a stern and sharp face walking towards her, his head bent slightly to look at her. His phoenix eyes slightly curved, and the amber pupils reflected her face. At this moment, Bi Xia realized, her own eyebrows were arched with joy, and she seemed to be in a great mood.
