Xian Zihao smiled. "I have never seen you in a sorry state, but still so confident with yourself."
Jiang Ruolan made a face at him and fed him some porridge. A nurse came to check on Xian Zihao's condition and then took his temperature. She also did some other tests to make sure he was fine, but doctors suggested that he stay in the hospital for a few days.
Xian Zihao rejected his proposal and said he did not need to rest, so no one in the hospital could force him to stay. Even if Jiang Ruolan advised him to rest, he still insisted on leaving the hospital.
Xian Zihao held her hand and let her sit beside him. Jiang Ruolan tilted her head and looked at him. "What is it?"
Xian Zihao smiled, but there was a serious look in his eyes. "Jiang Ruolan, don't cross the road in the future when you're in a bad mood. Promise me?"
