The nurse glanced at Situ Yunshu, and then looked at Mu Jingnan, who was struggling to sit up, feeling a bit troubled.
Eventually, it was Situ Yunshu who stepped forward and gestured for her to leave.
Supporting Mu Jingnan to lie back down, his thin lips moved slightly. Situ Yunshu cast him a cursory glance, "You've just had surgery, you can't sit up for now."
Mu Jingnan felt as though he was in a dream, surreal and unreal.
Was she… caring about him?
Her sudden closeness.
Her body temperature…
Her breath…
All clearly told him that this was not a dream.
She came.
She came to see him.
She was concerned about him.
Mu Jingnan excitedly grabbed her hand, noticing her frown, a barely noticeable trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Mu Jingnan hid his disappointment, "I'm fine, you should rest more since your health is fragile."
"Mother asked me to come see you."
Mu Jingnan was surprised for a few seconds, then he understood.
So that's how it is.
