Tong Xi's face turned red, "You've got it wrong, he is not..."
At least not at the moment.
"Sit for a while, I'll ask the doctor about the anti-inflammatory medicine," Tan Qing interrupted her and quickly left.
Watching his broad back, Tong Xi shook her head in confusion.
She didn't understand why Tan Qing interrupted her, in fact, neither did Tan Qing himself.
When leaving the hospital, he still carried her horizontally. Tong Xi did not refuse, wrapping her arms gently around his body, leaning closer, feeling very secure with him. At that moment, she had an impulse to grow old with him in an instant.
"Be careful, here, a soft cushion under your feet would make it more comfortable." Once in the car, Tan Qing fastened her seatbelt and placed a soft cushion under her foot. His attentive actions made Tong Xi's nose tingle with emotion.
What kind of luck would it be to marry such a man, she really wanted to experience it.
"Godmother, what's wrong again?"
