Jian Ai returned to the ward and looked at Jian Yu. "How is it? Are you dizzy?"
Jian Yu leaned against the pillow and shook his head. "I don't feel anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his chin at Jian Ai and gestured for her to sit down and talk.
Jian Ai sat in Yu Zhihuan's seat previously and subconsciously raised her eyebrows. "What's wrong? What happened?"
"He came this morning," Jian Yu said in a low voice.
Jian Ai was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. She frowned and asked, "Who is it?"
"Jian Changsheng," Jian Yu said and sighed.
He rarely mentioned this person in front of his sister. Even though Jian Changsheng had appeared in front of him from time to time in the past few years, he had never mentioned it to his sister and mother.
Jian Ai's expression froze, and her starry eyes blinked twice. Then, she sneered. "How did he know you were hospitalized? Did he follow you?"
