The nurse handed the slip to the doctor.
The doctor glanced at it quickly, "You can be discharged now, go and handle it."
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan, "Wait here for me, I'll go handle the discharge procedures."
Wen Nuan sat in the hospital room, thinking about his words. Did he not sleep last night? What was he doing then?
It seemed like it only happened once, right? And it didn't feel like that rumored train running over kind of pain!
After a while, Qin Shaojin came back and looked at Wen Nuan, "Let's go."
Wen Nuan looked at Qin Shaojin, "I'm going back to school."
Qin Shaojin looked at Wen Nuan and lit a cigarette, "I'll take you there tomorrow morning."
Wen Nuan's eyes widened, was he implying for her to stay over at his place?
If she agreed, wouldn't that be too much?
Probably not a good idea?
"You fainted, which counts as being sick, and you're just recovering—"
Qin Shaojin flicked the ash off his cigarette, "Doesn't affect physical strength."
