"Miss Lin will be sent to the ward soon. She was frightened, Mr. Lu could comfort her and offer her appropriate guidance."
After saying this, the doctor left.
Two nurses entered the examination room and helped Lin Qinqin into the ward.
Lu Yin followed along.
The door to the ward closed, and Lin Qinqin lay on the hospital bed, curled up into a ball.
Her closed eyes, eyelashes trembling.
Sensing someone approaching, her eyelashes trembled even more.
But she never opened her eyes, this almost evasive posture made Lu Yin's brows furrow tightly.
A long while later, just when she thought he wouldn't say anything, a hand landed on her head.
The touch was exceptionally gentle, rubbing twice, "It's okay now, don't be afraid."
Just this sentence.
Lu Yin said nothing else.
The large ward was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
She slowly opened her eyes, the eyes that had cried, now red and pitiful: "Won't you scold me?"
"Why would I scold you?"
"Because I'm stupid."
