The world grew quiet, the only sound a steady dripping nearby.
When Aaron carried Vivian Lee out of the inpatient ward, they drew sidelong glances from the few people around.
He felt a little awkward and said coldly, "Shouldn't you get down and walk? So many people are watching. It's embarrassing."
"Oh, no, I can't walk. I twisted my back. It's killing me. If you dare put me down, I'll tell your Imperial Concubine that you were bullying me." Vivian Lee pouted, feigning a wronged expression.
Aaron felt completely helpless and could only sigh. "Fine. We're almost at the outpatient clinic."
Vivian Lee was secretly delighted. 'I can't believe this blockhead is so easy to fool. He still hasn't realized I'm faking it.'
"Mr. Young, how old are you? What's your zodiac sign? Have you ever had a girlfriend?"
The path from the inpatient ward to the outpatient clinic went past a large green space, a fountain, and then across a plaza, so it was a bit of a long walk.
