Ye Qingning gently waved her hand, her eyes revealing a hint of determination: "It's not a big problem."
Jiang Yuzhu sat at the bedside, furrowing her brow.
"Yesterday, both Jingchuan and Gu Qiyang were asking about your situation. They are all very worried about you."
Upon hearing Jiang Yuzhu's words, a flicker of conflict passed through Ye Qingning's eyes.
She slightly bowed her head, her long eyelashes casting a shadow on her cheeks, showing some hesitation.
The hospital's white-walled ward was adorned with elegant paintings, adding a sense of tranquility to the atmosphere.
"Yuzhu, I know they must be very worried," Ye Qingning said, her voice carrying a hint of gentleness and determination, "But I don't want them to worry about me. I'll be fine."
Jiang Yuzhu carefully studied Ye Qingning's expression, understanding her strength and independence.