Jiang Zheyu felt her temper growing shorter and shorter the more she was with Shan Xun.
'He's killing me, I'm so mad!'
'That damn Shan Xun!'
'AAAAAH, he's driving me crazy!'
Fuming, she tugged Shan Xun by the hand and stormed toward the base hospital. "Still so chatty? I guess that bullet wasn't very deep!"
Shan Xun trailed after the furious Jiang Zheyu. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. "I'm sorry. Please don't be angry."
But Jiang Zheyu was furious and had no desire to answer him. Once she had dragged him to the base hospital, she turned to leave in a huff.
"Where are you going?" Shan Xun frowned, grabbing Jiang Zheyu's wrist. "The scene hasn't been completely secured. We don't know if any slipped through the cracks. Don't leave yet."
But Jiang Zheyu was seeing red and refused to listen to a word he said.
She shook off his hand and said coldly, "Don't worry. I'm just going back to my room to rest."
With that, Jiang Zheyu left.
