His Name (I)

Wushuang frowned; Assistant Chen should be the person who drove them here. She saw him speaking to the director.

She took a good look around the room and noted that the decor was like a hotel suite. With this, she insisted, "Director, it's only a minor injury, and there's no need for such a room. Please have me transferred to the common ward."

It was reasonable to believe that a night here would cost her no less than a five-star hotel. It was just a sprained ankle; there was no point to spend that much money on it.

"Don't worry about the cost, Miss Jing. Just be at ease. I'll be taking my leave now. Little Liu, I'll leave things here to you. The rest of you, please take good care of Miss Jing," the director instructed before he left the ward.

Jing Wushuang was dumbfounded; this should be his doing. She did not even get his full name. All she knew was that he was Mu Yuhao's uncle, Tang Mubai's friend, and had an assistant named Qidong.

No matter. She would just have Mu Yuhao pass the hospital fee back to him.

"Miss Jing, there will be some pain when realigning the dislocation. We can opt for anesthetics if you can't bear the pain." Dr. Liu looked at the delicately pretty lady and deduced that she might not be able to bear it.

"I can take it."

"Where are you from, Miss Jing?"

"Huh?" Wushuang did not expect the doctor to change the subject so abruptly.

"Miss Jing looks to be a very pleasant girl. Are you a local?"

Although Wushuang did not know where he was going with this, she answered truthfully out of politeness, "Yes, born and raised."

"Miss Jing looks young. Have you celebrated your twentieth birthday yet?"

"Err…"

Crack!

"Argh!"

Accompanied by Wushuang's scream, Dr. Liu completed the realignment. "Why don't we try moving it a little to see if it's better?"

Wushuang supported her leg with both arms and slowly tried to move her foot. It was indeed much more nimble, a contrast from what it was a moment ago.

She bit onto her lower lip and nodded, her face still pale white.

At this moment, an elegant and scholarly looking gentleman appeared at the edge of the ward door. He was out of breath and his hair was unkempt, as though he just ran all the way here.

Nevertheless, he remained still after he reached the doorway.

Dr. Liu wiped his hands with a towel he got from his side and spoke to a nurse, "Help Miss Jing apply the medication. Use the medicine pack with the analgesic content."

He then turned to Wushuang and explained, "You might have a fever and experience some pain during the night. Just bear with it, and the swelling should subside by tomorrow."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"You're welcome. Please call me if there are any problems. Just press the bell." Dr. Liu surmised that this delicate and refined lady was stronger than her appearance made her out to be.

 Wushuang thanked the doctor once more.

"Sir, are you a friend of Miss Jing?" He was just wondering why such a beautiful lady was not accompanied by her boyfriend during this time when this elegant man appeared standing by the doorway.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone violently barging through. A small yet fiery girl rushed over like a cannonball and knocked the man aside as she shouted, "Boiling water! Coming through! Make way for boiling water1!"

Dr. Liu stared at her and shook his head. He then turned back to look but that handsome man was nowhere to be seen.

He was glad that someone came to visit the lady. He closed the door and continued on his way.

Wushuang gaped at the panting Su Ran. When did she notify her?