The next morning.
Xiang Wan left the house while the doctor was changing Zuo Xingyun's dressing, and the previously idle third floor had become exceptionally 'lively'.
She didn't join the bustle, as she didn't have to attend her early morning class and had some extra time.
On the way, she asked Achen to drive slowly and took the opportunity to inquire about Zuo Xingyun's condition.
Achen was no longer as anxious as he had been the day before, returning to his usual relaxed demeanor, "No worries, Brother Yun is fundamentally strong, and his recovery is sure to go well."
Xiang Wan thought about how Zuo Xingyun had come down to her room the previous night; it seemed his constitution was indeed sturdy. Wouldn't an average person in his situation be bedridden for a few days before being able to move around?
As she was lost in thought, Achen caught her reflection in the rearview mirror and smiled.