After being scolded by Xia Yueqing, Long Qingfeng left in a daze.
But the next day, he appeared in the hospital room again, as if completely ignoring Xia Yueqing's words.
Xia Yueqing was instantly filled with frustration.
Although their relationship was no more than acquaintances or ordinary friends, Long Qingfeng's constant presence made her worry about misunderstandings and unnecessary trouble.
"Xiaoyue, what's wrong?" Zhen Shuangyan, with her sharp eye, noticed that since Xia Yueqing arrived, she had been sitting silently by the side, aware that she was bothered by Long Qingfeng's presence.
To be honest, she felt very apologetic, but even so, Zhen Shuangyan firmly didn't let Long Qingfeng leave.
"It's nothing, just a bit stuffy, I need a rest." Xia Yueqing forced a smile, casually finding an excuse.
"Stuffy? Then open the window to get some air."
"No need..."
