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Bai Yixuan couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he thought.
A beep was heard next to him. It was Ling Chuxia’s cellphone ringing. Bai Yixuan snapped back to reality and saw her swiftly pick up the phone, her eyes tightly glued to the screen.
Mr. S had replied to her message: "Glad you’re okay."
Those simple five words instantly warmed Ling Chuxia’s heart. Her fingers moved, quickly typing a reply: "I really don’t know how to express my gratitude in words, what a pity you left so early this morning, I wanted to thank you in person."
This time, Mr. S replied quickly: "That ’thank you’ is enough."
Seeing this, Ling Chuxia felt even warmer. Her dark eyes spun briefly as she suddenly harbored the desire to meet Mr. S in person. Of course, she simply wanted to thank him face to face.
Ling Chuxia considered it and then typed another message: "If possible, I’d like to treat you to a meal to thank you for saving me."
Since she couldn’t thank him that morning, inviting him for a meal another day would be just as suitable.
Unfortunately, after Ling Chuxia sent out the message, there was no further response from Mr. S. Ling Chuxia slightly pouted. Was he busy again?
As soon as Ling Chuxia put down her phone, she found herself facing Bai Yixuan’s inquiring eyes. She slightly startled, "Brother Xuan, what’s wrong?"
Bai Yixuan gently lowered his eyelids, his gaze softly sweeping toward her phone as he slightly parted his lips, "Were you chatting with Mr. S just now?"
"Yes, I was thanking him and asked him out for a meal to express my gratitude, but he hasn’t replied yet."
Bai Yixuan nodded gently, not asking further, but softly spoke, "You should rest a little more, I’ll ask for leave from the company for you."
However, Ling Chuxia shook her head, "No, I’m feeling much better now and can be discharged. I really don’t like hospitals. Let’s go home."
Ever since she lost her child, she developed an unconscious aversion to hospitals and did not want to stay there unless absolutely necessary.
Bai Yixuan saw that Ling Chuxia’s complexion was normal and she seemed well. He didn’t stop her and nodded, "Okay, we’ll go home. I’ll go arrange your discharge now, you wait here a moment."
After Bai Yixuan finished the discharge procedures and was walking back, just as he reached the door of the ward, a nurse happened to walk out. His gaze intensified, he stepped forward, blocking the nurse’s path.
The nurse looked at him with surprise, "Sir, can I help you with something?"
Bai Yixuan’s dark eyes first glanced at the firmly shut door of the ward before he slowly began, "Miss Nurse, could you tell me, the person who brought Xiaxia here yesterday, how long did he stay?"
The nurse was taken aback by Bai Yixuan’s question, paused for a moment, but after regaining her composure, she furrowed her brows, recalled briefly, and responded, "It seems he stayed the entire night."
"He was very handsome, so I remember clearly," the nurse answered confidently.