Yan Yinuo nodded silently, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Once again, Xu Zijin had successfully stirred her guilt, and she owed him more and more.
"This is the last warning, I'm not joking, or else your vocal cords will be permanently damaged, and losing your voice is just around the corner." The doctor said gravely before leaving.
Yan Yinuo nodded heavily, "I understand, I will definitely be careful."
If she had known that Xu Zijin's throat was damaged, she definitely wouldn't have rambled on with all those words last night.
But now, it's too late for regrets.
Yan Yinuo patted her heavy head, feeling a bit lost and powerless.
She felt that this trip to New York deviated significantly from what she had envisioned.
She pulled a chair over and sat down beside the hospital bed.
The liquid in the drip was slowly decreasing, Yan Yinuo cautiously touched his forehead, the temperature didn't seem to drop noticeably.
Yet this touch startled Xu Zijin awake.
