"Little Nine, you're back." Seeing Bi Xia rushing to the hospital, Wen Yian just stepped out of the ward, his eyes red, and smiled at Bi Xia.
Bi Xia was silent for a moment, gently patted Wen Yian, and softly said, "Sorry, Brother Yi'an, it's me...
"Don't take everything upon yourself," Wen Yian interrupted Bi Xia, shaking his head. "If your Brother Zi'an saw you like this, he'd get so angry he'd pass out again."
"Wen Yian! Don't think I can't hear you just because I'm in the ward! You think I'm deaf?!" An exasperated voice came from inside the ward. Wen Yian shrugged at Bi Xia and then grimaced helplessly, though his face showed relief and lingering fear.
Bi Xia knew they were trying to comfort him, so he smiled at Wen Yian and walked towards the ward, joking, "Really, even as a patient, you give Brother Yi'an such a hard time, Brother Zi'an, only you could manage that."
Qu Zian looked at Bi Xia oddly, "Calling 'Brother' left and right, what scheme are you up to now?"
