Nan Yan replied casually, "Don't worry, you should focus on recovering your health, which is more important."
Ling Yingchu watched the two of them chatting familiarly and warmly, then looked at Nan Yan holding Fu Yubai's hand, and her temper flared up.
"What are you doing? Let go of my boyfriend's hand!" She said, moving forward to push Nan Yan away.
Fu Linfeng stood still.
He had witnessed Nan Yan's skills; she was so capable that he didn't need to intervene.
Before Ling Yingchu's hand could touch Nan Yan, she felt her wrist being gripped.
Nan Yan looked up and stared coldly at her. "Inside the ward, loud voices are prohibited. Don't you understand such a simple rule?"
Ling Yingchu was infuriated. "Have you no shame? You're using this opportunity to touch my boyfriend's hand intentionally. You're disgusting!"
"Yingchu! Shut up!" Fu Yubai's gentle expression turned stern. Even though his voice was weak, his presence was strong.
