"Alright, it's okay to discharge him," Isabelle finally said, her voice cool and decisive, marking the end of her examination.
She was still puzzled by the malfunctioning metallic doors of her laboratory earlier but pushed the thought aside.
There were more pressing matters.
Wang Xiao sat up on the stretcher, feeling the gazes of everyone around him.
Xinyue Zhilan let out a breath of relief at the news, her earlier concern easing.
As long as Wang Xiao's body was fine, she didn't care much about the rest.
Wang Xueying, on the other hand, remained quiet, her face still flushed with with shame of everything that had happened.
She had wanted to take him away, protect him, even if it meant doing something reckless.
But now, with all eyes on her, she had no choice but to retreat into herself, pretending that everything was fine.