"Sir, this is a hospital. Please do not damage the public property, or I will call security," a nurse passing by warned sternly.
The wall now sported a crack, courtesy of Mu Liang's punch, stained with traces of blood that added a rather frightful appearance.
"Get lost!" Mu Liang turned around with dull eyes, the redness in them scaring the nurse enough to almost drop the tray in her hands as she fled in panic. Qiao Xia heard the nurse's voice, but Mu Liang's deep roar went unheard by her.
...
With trembling hands, she held her cell phone, pressing his name.
My Male God.
That was the contact name she had saved for Mu Liang.
...
The moment she made the call, a ringtone sounded from the corridor outside. She blankly raised her head to look towards the door. Tethered to an IV drip, she could not leave her bed at will. After so many calls, Mu Liang had finally answered.
She temporarily forgot the ringtone from outside the window.
