Got Discharged and Went Home

Lu Xingzhi glanced at the bruise left by a needle and nodded. Jiang Yao's skin was indeed delicate, it could bruise easily just from a blood sample taken. Also, it seemed like she was more afraid of pain than other girls. Jiang Lei once told him that she was so delicate, she would cry even if her finger got pricked by a sewing needle.

Therefore, the wounds that she endured this time was probably the most painful experience she ever had in her life.

"The hospital gown doesn't look good, my clothes still look better." Jiang Yao awkwardly explained. "Moreover, I know I'm fine and that I'll surely be discharged this afternoon. I'm going to change back to my own clothes anyway, so isn't it the same as doing it now?"

Lu Xingzhi nodded and chuckled. Evidently, nineteen was the age for a lady to start caring about her appearance more. Jiang Yao was no exception.