Firmly stopping Liang Wei from continuing with the story that must be told, Bo Jinghang coldly and ruthlessly pushed him out of the ward, then closed the door behind him.
Qin Yiren laughed and fell onto the bed, suddenly realizing that Bo Jinghang has another side besides being so gentle and refined.
Liang Wei, who had been expelled from the room, scratched at the door longing to continue, his rough voice resounding with complaint: "What's that saying again, 'It takes ten years to build a boatmate, a hundred years to rest on the same pillow.' Jinghang, you are so heartless, sob sob sob!"
Bo Jinghang remained composed, pretending not to hear.
Liang Wei, unwilling to give up, scratched the door again, cried and left.
"Don't be like that, isn't Doctor Liang too pitiful?" Qin Yiren said with a serious face, but then burst into laughter: "I like Doctor Liang's personality, no wonder you became friends."
Bo Jinghang looked at her rather helplessly, "Is my personality not good?"
