Xiao An was very patient with her. She went to Xiao An's hospital room whenever she had free time. The two patients had nothing much to do, so they chatted, nibbled on snacks, played games, and spent time together, fostered a very harmonious atmosphere.
But Lu Bingbing felt that Xiao An treated her more like a younger sister.
She had grown up to be very beautiful, and now she was in the flower of her youth; from childhood till now, the number of boys who pursued her added up to eighty if not a hundred.
But only Xiao An, who saw her every day, remained indifferent. Sometimes she couldn't help but feel indignant... Was this person stupid?
Such a big beauty, running eagerly to him every day, yet he didn't know how to flirt, hold her hand, or take advantage.
Idiot!
Lu Bingbing was anxious at heart, but a girl has her pride.
She could only go to Xiao An's hospital room more diligently but never gathered the courage to confess to Xiao An.
