An Qianmei thought of this, and in her eyes were a mix of unwillingness and hate. She clenched her fingers, as if seizing onto the very thing she was thinking of.
An Qianmei didn't want to look any longer, as it would only make her pain intensify. So she chose to turn a blind eye, to feign ignorance and deafness, and just like that, to half-see and half-ignore, was fine.
She turned around, and just as quietly as she had arrived, she left Huo Jingfeng's hospital room. Jiang Shuya and Huo Jingfeng never realized that there had been another person in the room the whole time.
Jiang Shuya didn't answer Huo Jingfeng's question, but shifted the topic, "How's your injury? How long did the doctor say it would take to heal? You're going to marry Miss An soon; you need to recover quickly and be a handsome groom." She paused for a moment and then asked, "Has Miss An come to see you? Does she know about your injury and hospitalization?"
