On Lunar New Year's Eve, a light snow began to fall over Nanhua.
Inside the hospital room, though, it was as lively as a New Year's celebration.
"Pu Xiaoyu! Have you lost your mind?!" The moment Xu Suiran walked in and saw Pu Yu lying in bed, tears spilled down her cheeks.
She dropped all the bags she was carrying onto the floor and rushed to the bedside. Wanting to hug Pu Yu but afraid to touch her, she could only hold her arms loosely around her, crying harder than the injured girl herself.
"Why didn't you tell me this was what you needed the money for?! If you'd told me, I'd have broken your legs before I let you go! Waaaah... Does it hurt? That bastard Yuan Hongzheng, and that damned baldy Boss Zhao-they'd better rot in prison! I'm so mad! So mad!"
Standing behind her, Song Jinnian helplessly picked up the things she'd dropped.
"All right, Sui Sui, stop crying. She's fine, isn't she?"
"What's fine about this?! She's hurt!" Xu Suiran glared at him as she wiped her tears. "Look at all those bandages! She's wrapped up like a mummy!"
Both touched and amused by her crying, Pu Yu reached out with her uninjured hand to wipe away her tears.
"But I'm okay now, aren't I? Look, I'm as lively as ever."
To prove just how "lively" she was, she even tried to wave her arms, only for Yuan Su and Xu Suiran to stop her at the same time.
"Don't move!" they said in unison.
Pu Yu guiltily ducked her head and didn't dare move again.
"What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"
"I can go home in another couple of days."
Only after hearing that she could be discharged in a couple of days