Mu Xing looked at the hotel entrance, her steps quickening.
In her haste to climb the steps, she almost tripped.
A hand suddenly caught her from behind, followed by a voice saying, "I say, Mu Xing, do you really want to fall again that badly? Do you feel especially comfortable breaking a leg, since you're being waited on hand and foot, huh?"
Mu Xing twisted her foot and was momentarily at a loss for words.
Bai Lingyun continued, "It's not a big deal if you're really that lazy, but you don't need to break a leg. Just heal your leg properly, and we can talk about everything else. Don't think certain things are excused just because you're a patient, understand?"
"..." Her face flushed red to the ears, too weak to argue.
"Miss, do you need assistance?" The hotel's doorman approached eagerly.
Bai Lingyun lifted his head, supporting Mu Xing, "What she needs is my help, thank you."
Doorman: "…Alright, sir, sorry for the interruption."
