After retracting his hand, Fan Yulei finally noticed Fan Luonan standing behind Wanwan. He hesitated for a few seconds before shouting, “Brother, why are you here too?”
Fan Luonan, both angry and amused, replied, “I’m your brother. If I don’t come, who else will pay your medical bills and take care of you?”
Fan Yulei sat up, supporting himself with both hands behind his back, and said wearily, “I’m fine.”
“Fine? If you were fine, would you have ended up in the hospital?”
Fan Luonan felt the urge to poke his head and ask him what he was thinking. Why didn’t he inform the family when he encountered trouble? Instead, they had to find out through other channels and worry about him.
But seeing Fan Yulei’s chapped lips, Fan Luonan decided to let go of his scolding. Coincidentally, the IV bag was almost empty. He sighed softly and said, “I’ll call the nurse to remove the needle. I’ll drive you home later. Mom heard that you had a fever and passed out, and she’s worried sick at home.”