Jiang Yang's expression turned anxious, and he quickly said, "I didn't mean that, I just..."
Wei Anning turned around and smiled at him, "You don't need to explain, I know, I'm just making fun of myself."
Even though she said that, she clearly felt the unfamiliarity between them, unlike the ease and comfort they had during school. They were silent for a while until the doctor called out a name.
Wei Anning then stood up to receive the check-up report and accompanied Jiang Yang back to the surgery room. After looking at the report, the doctor said, "It's a dislocated shoulder blade, luckily no bones were damaged. Mr. Jiang, please sit on the bed, and I'll put it back in place."
Jiang Yang walked to the bed and sat down. The doctor stood in front of him, pressed on the injured area, and Jiang Yang drew in a sharp breath. The doctor said, "Bear with it, it will hurt a bit."
