Ou Jue's words left Xiyan momentarily speechless.
She couldn't find any words to refute him.
Because... it was indeed... as if... she really did... agree to come to the hospital.
Xiyan, unsure of how to block Ou Jue's words, felt even more suffocated in her chest for a moment.
"Brother Ou Jue..." Qiao Qianmo didn't know when she had walked over, her face full of concern, "Are you two arguing because of me? Am I interrupting something between you?"
Xiyan remained silent, not intending to deny it, and directly lowered her head, resting her little head against Ou Jue's chest.
"I really didn't know the doctor had called you." Qiao Qianmo sighed, pulled at her bag, took out a pair of sunglasses and a hat, and put them on, "I've wasted your time. I'm fine now, so... I'll leave first, and you two continue."
Ou Jue glanced at Qiao Qianmo, speaking in a cold tone, "Come back."
Qiao Qianmo's eyelashes trembled, as did Xiyan's.
