I Am Your Little True Love (13)
Translator: DaoistLUbAbJ
Qi Yanxin left in satisfaction.
Yu Yuehan might have pretended to have amnesia, but he was seriously injured. He was already a little tired and his face was getting paler and paler by the time he woke up.
Nian Xiaomu quickly told him to stop talking and put down the glass of water. Then, she covered him with the blanket and let him sleep for a while.
Yu Yuehan could not sleep alone, so he insisted on dragging her along.
He was afraid that old master Mo would suddenly make a comeback and take her away.
Nian Xiaomu was also sleepy after tormenting herself for so long.
After half-pushing and half-pushing, she climbed onto his bed and fell asleep beside him.
In the ward, Mo Yongheng and Zheng Yan had not left yet.
Seeing that the two patients had fallen asleep, Zheng Yan walked over to Mo Yongheng's side. She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, reminding him softly.
"Should we go?"