"My Yingying, what are you doing here?"
Yan Ying looked at Dr. Ling who just came out of Xiu's room and made a disgusted face.
"If you're planning on visiting my patient, I'd suggest not to," said Dr. Ling. "They are both are about to sleep. And I really want them to have a good night's sleep. So, postpone this visit till tomorrow."
Ying sighed and tried to limp her way back. Dr. Ling went to stand before her and held her arms before pulling her on her back saying, "Ask for help if you need it. I don't mind helping."
"Let go!" gritted out Ying.
"Okay," said Dr. Ling, and dropped her. Ying fell on the sofa behind her and looked up at Ling Wanwan with furious eyes. "How come your eyes look so beautiful even when you're so angry?"
"Why do I feel like you became even more twisted after leaving the country for a few years?" questioned Ying as she settled down on the sofa.
