"Long time no see! How have you been?" Yao Jia, who was slim and graceful, came before Zhao Yu leisurely. Directly after asking this, she then saw the bandage on his right arm.
"What happened?" the chief nurse asked. "Is it serious? Come, let me bring you to a doctor."
"No… It's okay!" Suddenly, Zhao Yu felt nervous, at loss for how to answer her.
"A few days ago, I called you a few times, but you didn't answer. Have been very busy?" As she spoke, Yao Jia looked at Zhao Yu with deep affection, which made Zhao Yu panic.
"I already got my stitches, so I've taken care of it. Really, it's no big deal… Hehe…" Zhao Yu smiled bitterly, as he gave her an irrelevant answer. The entire conversation grew even more awkward.
Coincidently, a nurse suddenly shouted at Yao Jia, "Chief nurse, hurry up and take a look at this patient. His wound is swollen again!"