Qingfeng brought the IV medication to Xue Lin’s ward. Yanran Zhao followed closely behind him. Her face was flushed and her heart beat wildly.
"Nurse Zhao, why is your face so red?" Xue Lin asked.
Yanran Zhao’s face was red like an apple. She clearly remembered that Yanran Zhao’s face was normal when she left. Why was it so red now?
Yanran Zhao shook her head and awkwardly said, "It’s nothing. Maybe it’s because I drank too little water."
Xue Lin was speechless. I am not well-educated. Don’t lie to me. Why would your face turn red because you drank too little water?
But she was the patient and required Yanran Zhao’s assistance in administering the IV medication. Thus, she did not persist in her questioning.
"Here, I will help you inject the IV."