Bai Yiran walked into the hospital room holding the admission paperwork and a series of examination forms, looking apologetically at Liu Zhen, "The doctor said your leg is just a bone dislocation, not a big problem. The abrasions on your face and arm will also heal gradually. The only concern now is your head. You have a mild concussion, and the doctor wants you to stay in the hospital for observation for three days. I'm sorry... for hitting you like this..."
Liu Zhen has a fair complexion, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. He looks sunny and handsome, especially when he smiles, his mouth curving in a particularly cute way.
Seeing Bai Yiran's guilty expression, Liu Zhen smiled brightly, "It's okay, it's not all your fault. I was also absent-minded while crossing the road. Logically, with your car going so slow, I should have dodged it. You don't look very old; you weren't too scared, were you?"
