Ning Ran was overthinking—Nan Chen was not even thinking about doing anything to her.
“Who do you think you are?” Nan Chen asked coldly.
The woman glowered at him but said nothing. She knew it was time she stopped making nasty comments.
Now that she finally stopped her mischief, the man turned abruptly and strode towards the door. In no time, he was gone from the ward.
Seeing him gone, Ning Ran let out a sigh of relief.
What happened was really unnerving—but it ended well.
He was finally going back to Nanshi Corporation.
But Ning Ran’s joy was short-lived. Not long after Nan Chen disappeared out of her sight, another person came rushing into her ward.
It was Ouyang Qi. His hair was ruffled and his face was pale because he dashed over after finding out what happened.
There’s a bouquet of flowers in his hands but they were not roses this time around—they were lilies.
“What brings you here?” Ning Ran asked carefully. She had her guards up the moment she saw him.
“I’m your most loyal fan! Of course I should pay you a visit when you’re sick!” He answered intuitively.
Ouyang Qi put down the flowers on the table and sat down on her bed.
Ning Ran quickly moved away. “What are you doing? Don’t come too close!”
“Oh, come on! You don’t have to get all tensed up. I won’t do anything to you in a hospital! What else can I do to a sick patient other than taking good care of her?” The man joked, trying to ease the situation.
But Ning Ran eyed him uncomfortably as she clenched the blanket tight.
“You can sit over there.” She said, tilting her chin towards the chair.
Since this is a VIP ward, there were plenty of seats for visitors. There was a couch and a few chairs, and even a small dining table in the room.
“Do you really dislike me this much?” Ouyang Qi complained in a childish tone.
“This is my bed and I’m a patient who needs to rest. And I don’t even know where you’ve been. You might have a lot of dirt and germs on your clothes.” Ning Ran replied.
“Hey, you can’t say that about me! I showered before I came!” He retorted.
Ouyang Qi was very particular when it came to personal hygiene. He showered every day and no one had ever said he was unhygienic.
“What I said has nothing to do with whether you bathed or not. I’m talking about germs and bacteria that might infect me.” Ning Ran explained.
Ouyang Qi sprang from the bed and looked at her in shock.
“You’re the one who’s sick here, so you’re the one who’s carrying all the viruses! Not me!”
“Whatever. Just don’t sit here.” The woman said impatiently.
“Alright, I’ll just go over there.”
Ouyang Qi finally gave in and went over to the chair. He sat down and gazed at Ning Ran intently as if he was admiring a work of art that he treasured with his whole heart.
The patient moved uneasily under his gaze and stole a look at him. “Why are you looking at me like a pervert?”
Ouyang Qi straightened up and gasped in disbelief. “A pervert? That’s an insult for someone who comes from a well-to-do family!”
Ning Ran scoffed and rolled her eyes. “But it’s your dad who is rich, not you.”
Ouyang Qi beat his chest and retaliated profusely. “My dad’s money is my money. Although he’s really strict with my spending now, I will still inherit everything he has when he’s gone.”
Ning Ran smirked and said, “Wow, did you just wish your dad dead?”
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