The two of them inside the room didn't know anything about what was happening around the hospital. By the end of the day, the two of them would become famous in a terrible sense.
When Pan Zihao came out of the bathroom, he found Yu Weimin sitting on the bed, curled up, pouting. He was even making circles on the bed with his index finger.
For some reason, the man looked both adorable and lonely at the same time.
He walked over and said, "Let's go outside and have a walk, yeah?"
That was the plan he had made to avoid being sucked on. Otherwise, the tragedy of a while ago would end up repeating itself over and over again.
He didn't want to spend his entire day in the bathroom.
Pan Zihao coughed and said, "Let's go."
He even tugged at the man's sleeves.
Yu Weimin pouted even more and turned, mumbling, "Don't wanna."
"Why?"
"Because you won't feed me. Go away. I hate you."
Pan Zihao stood stiffly beside the bed with his hands raised. He let out a frustrated grunt as he sighed.