"I don't have any."
Han Chuan let out a sigh of relief. "That's good. The doctor said it's not too serious if it hasn't reached that stage. Young Madam's minor injuries will heal in a few days. You briefly lost consciousness from the impact, but everything is normal upon examination. However, we can't rule out the possibility of a concussion, so it's advised that you stay in the hospital for observation until things stabilize a bit, then..."
"Go where?"
Bo Yanching reached out his hand. Without even taking a step, he accurately caught Nan Jiaojiao, who was trying to sneak away behind him.
The man's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his tone turning stern. "Trying to run away again? Do you think concussions are something to joke about? Stay here!"
Nan Jiaojiao shrank her neck back, intimidated by his fierceness. "But I don't feel my head hurting anymore. I'm not foolish; there's no need to stay in the hospital, right?"
