Mo Ran had an intuition that Gu Yixuan might still cause her trouble.
Mo Yan closed her eyes in what was a tacit agreement.
Seeing her sister in a bad mood, Mo Ran thought it was due to the pain and thus comforted her, "Sis, don't worry, the doctor said you'll be cured. In less than two months, you'll recover completely. You'll be home soon, just endure it a little longer and it will pass."
"Stop it, it's not you who's in pain, of course you can say it lightly," Mo Yan retorted blandly and closed her eyes—out of sight, out of mind.
Mo Ran swallowed, carefully deciding not to say anything more. Her sister's temper was somewhat spoiled, and after this incident, her mood was definitely not good.
Mo Ran found a responsible caretaker, paying a hundred yuan a day. She requested that the caretaker look after her sister well, promising an additional bonus of a thousand yuan if the job was done satisfactorily.