Xiao Lingyu's injury was not that serious, but Yan Siming insisted on carrying her all the way to the Saint Hospital.
"Young Master Yan, I'm fine. Please put me down!" Xiao Lingyu protested. All the way there, she was seen by so many people. They glanced at her with surprise.
People thought Xiao Lingyu was honored to be carried by the famous Young Master Yan. Their eyes were filled with naked envy and jealousy.
Xiao Lingyu did not think that it was an honor. In fact, she thought Yan Siming was a considerable burden. She wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. She just wanted to be a common person. She didn't want to get mixed up with a noble young master like Yan Siming.
Yan Siming ignored Xiao Lingyu's protest and carried her directly to the most exclusive ward at Saint Hospital.
Very soon, a large group of doctors and nurses rushed over.
