"This is very important to me." Jiang Mei replied weakly, maintaining her posture.
"Lie down properly, I'll tell you." Qin Yin stared at her coldly.
Jiang Mei laughed, as if she had won a battle, her laughter was joyful and hearty.
"It was Nan Sichen who gave you the blood transfusion. You probably knew that none of us have the same blood type as you." Qin Yin replied indifferently.
"I knew it, haha... I knew it." Jiang Mei finally stopped being stubborn and laughed loudly, weakly assisted onto the bed by the special nurse. She inhaled in pain while laughing, "I knew it."
Qin Yin really didn't understand why she was so stubborn, but she still felt sorry for her.
"Just a small matter, why torture yourself?" Qin Yin said quietly, pouring out a bowl of steaming hot soup she brought from the thermos.
"Drink some soup first, it's good for your wounds. I'll call the doctor to re-dress them for you."
Saying that, she handed the bowl of soup to the special nurse.
