C304 I'm Not in a Hurry Let's Take It Slow

Night at the hospital.

Faang Qingqing looked at the clock. It was already eleven o'clock. During that time the nurse had twice recently given her a IV drip.

Ouyang Zhenglin was still sitting on the sofa opposite her with his legs crossed as he read the newspaper. He had no intention of leaving at all.

Even though Faang Qingqing didn't want to part with him, it was already so late