Fang Shaonan glared at Fang Shaohan, but seeing his brother's motionless appearance, his heart softened. This isn't the Fang Shaohan he once knew, but a Fang Shaohan whose spirit had been defeated and was in decay. Can he really argue with someone who's practically a patient?
He pulled Gu Xiaoqing to leave: "Come on, let's go to the nurse's station and have them take care of it. There are shards of glass in your wound. If it's not properly treated, it'll get infected in the future."
The two walked out.
Han Xiao and Lu Qi quietly cleaned up the fragments on the floor and arranged the bedside cabinet, then moved a few chairs for everyone to sit down.
Feng Qingyang directly sat in the position at Fang Shaohan's bedside.
In a lazy posture, the corners of his mouth held a faint smile, a ridicule that couldn't be ignored. The guilt in Fang Shaohan's heart triggered by Gu Xiaoqing was now completely consumed by the contemptuous demeanor of Feng Qingyang.
"I don't want to see you."
