In the hospital room, Assistant Lin tactfully stepped out.
An Yin didn't really feel the atmosphere was a bit strange, and boldly looked at the man, "You shouldn't have spoken like that just now."
"Like what?" Bao Shaojin examined the small bottle of medicine in his hand, not in a hurry to apply it for her.
"It's just... that line you said to Gu Qingyun, 'Do you have anything else?' It sounded like you were trying to chase him away." An Yin kindly reminded him.
Pure as she was, she assumed Bao Shaojin hadn't said it intentionally.
"Tch..." Bao Shaojin sneered lightly, noticing the sincerity in the young girl's eyes. Was she trying to teach him how to speak?
His gaze was deep, lips tightly pursed, remaining silent.
His gaze was too sharp, causing An Yin to quickly avoid it, looking elsewhere.
He didn't speak, so An Yin assumed he was listening and softly said, "Next time remember not to make such a mistake, people come with goodwill to see me, we shouldn't be impolite."
