"I feel like you have something against me. I want to know why." Mo Feiyao looked at Su Jinyue. Ever since Su Jinyue found out his name yesterday, her attitude towards him had been very cold. Although she changed her opinion of him later on, she was unwilling to have too much contact with him, much less accept his good intentions.
"Really? I don't think so." Su Jinyue walked to the bed and sat down. After treating the old man, she really felt exhausted.
Mo Feiyao frowned and wanted to follow her to ask more questions. When he saw how exhausted Su Jinyue looked, he shook his head and sighed. It's better to wait for her to rest first before talking about this matter.
A light breeze blew in through the open window, bringing with it the smell of disinfectant.