With a domineering roar, Chi Zaozao silenced Ye Que.
He had no choice but to accept his fate and sit in the ward waiting for her.
But after lying down for several hours, he felt quite numb and wanted to go out for some fresh air and stretch his muscles.
Since Zaozao wouldn't be back for a while, why not go out and wait for her, and take a look at the distance to see if his eyes were truly blurry.
Walking out of the ward, Ye Que strolled down the hospital corridor, breathing in the fresh air outside.
Standing at the edge of the corridor, he gazed at the sparse shadows in the garden, feeling much more at ease.
He didn't know how long he had been standing by the corridor's edge, but he felt Chi Zaozao should be returning to the ward soon, so he turned and headed towards his ward.
Suddenly, someone rushed up recklessly, crashing into Ye Que's arms.
