"I'm at the City Hospital. I'm really fine. If you have something to do, handle your own affairs first." Although Su Changfeng said this, he didn't really think so; he definitely hoped Tang Qiulu would come to take care of him.
"What do you mean you're fine? How could my matters be more important than you? I'm coming to find you right now." After ending the call, Tang Qiulu hurried out the door with an anxious expression.
In less than 20 minutes, Tang Qiulu had already arrived at the hospital. When she saw Su Changfeng's current state, her lips twitched continuously, and her worry turned into amusement.
But she had to hold it in, because with Su Changfeng looking like this, it wouldn't be appropriate to laugh.
When Su Changfeng saw Tang Qiulu frozen there and her twitching lips, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had just been imagining Tang Qiulu's reaction when she saw him—nervous, worried, concerned; he had considered all of them. Who knew she would find it funny?
