Si Chen was pressed back by her without any gentleness, seized the opportunity to grab her wrist, pressed his lips together, and looked at her, "Lin Anxin, don't go."
"What will you do if I leave?"
"Get discharged." Si Chen said it as a matter of course.
Lin Anxin couldn't take it anymore; she wanted to slap him on the back of the head, but remembering he was a patient, she forcefully held back, gritted her teeth and said, "I won't leave! I won't go until you, Big master, have recovered, okay?"
After speaking, she twisted her wrist impatiently and said, "Can you let go now?"
She couldn't mess with him, she compromised, alright!
Sure enough, Si Chen slowly let go of her hand, his actions slow and deliberate, observing her reaction all the while, as if prepared to grab her again if she showed any sign of changing her mind.
Lin Anxin saw it but forced herself to ignore his little actions.
Once her wrist was free, she immediately went outside to call the doctor over.
