Lu Beichen softly comforted, then stood up and looked her over, "When did you wake up? Are you feeling okay? Is there anywhere that still feels uncomfortable?"
"I'm not uncomfortable." She stood there, really as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for the bandage on her forehead and her pale face, Lu Beichen would have thought that the scene of her lying on the bed at death's door was something he imagined.
"What's going on? Can't you even take care of people? She just woke up, how could you let her run around aimlessly?!" Lu Beichen harshly reprimanded the nurse nearby.
Lu Qingyuan stepped in to mediate, "Alright, Beichen, let this nurse quickly go call a doctor to take a look. We'll discuss her responsibility later."
The nurse quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu. Mrs. Lu insisted on finding you and wouldn't listen to me at all..." Just as she was about to continue talking, she noticed Lu Beichen's displeased expression, "I'll go call the doctor right away."
