Gu Shaoting leaned against the hospital bed and watched as Shu Pan packed her things.
From his angle, he could see her profile—delicate and fair-skinned, truly captivating.
Gu Shaoting thought to himself that no matter what, she was always so enchanting.
That's why he found her jealous behavior rather amusing; she was too insecure.
How could he possibly be interested in another woman? No one could compare to her.
However, because he was generally reserved with his emotions, he seldom expressed them openly.
Shu Pan noticed he was staring at her continuously, his gaze intense, forcing her to turn her head away.
"Is there something wrong?" Shu Pan asked.
"Can't I look at you if there's nothing wrong? By the way, when did the doctor say I can be discharged? I miss Joy and Xiaobao." Gu Shaoting said somewhat sulkily, feeling like he was almost rotting away in bed.