Seeing him open his eyes, Luo Anning wanted to pull his hand away, but it was too late. After the first second, Rong Yan’s eyes became cloudy and hot.

“Anning, you finally came to see me… How Nice,”he said with both a sigh and a sense of relief.

His voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of sickly weakness and softness.

It sounded like a gentle hand gently tugging at the heartstrings.

Luo Anning withdrew her hand indifferently and glanced elsewhere. Her tone was cold and ruthless. “Yes, I came to see if you’re dead. If you’re dead, I can remarry.”

He struggled to get up and pulled out the needle with one hand. Luo Anning quickly reached out to hold him down, but he was still the first to pull out the needle.

Luo Anning was furious. “What’s wrong with you? Didn’t anyone tell you to get an injection when you’re sick? Pull out the needle? Don’t you dare be a little more childish? !”

Young Master Rong lowered his head slightly. At that moment, he was like a harmless little lamb. He did not say a word and did not retort when she reprimanded him. His long eyelashes cast a silhouette under his eyelids.

“Drinking too much? Do you really think that your stomach is made of iron and is immune to all poisons? Aren’t you a very free and easy drinker? Why Don’t you continue? Go out and drink now. Let me see just how capable you are.”Luo Anning was not satisfied in her heart, she might as well take down the drip bottles and throw them all into the trash can.

Rong Yan saw that she was so angry that her small face was flushed red. Her beautiful eyes were shining with anger. Her thin lips slowly curved into a seductive arc. He lifted the blanket and got out of bed with some difficulty.

A trace of pain flashed across his handsome face, but it was quickly covered up by him. Wearing a ridiculous hospital gown, he walked towards her step by step.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, carefully carrying her.

Luo Anning did not fall for his trick. She reached out and pushed him away, saying snappily, “Don’t Touch Me!”

Rong Yan was pushed off guard and staggered. His body swayed to the side and he fell straight to the ground.

“Bang –”with a muffled sound, young master Rong fell to the ground.

He wanted to get up, but it seemed that he was unable to do so. Cold sweat fell from his forehead and dripped down along his beautiful jawline.

Luo Anning’s heart tightened again. How could she care about being angry? She anxiously went forward to help him up. “Are you okay? Did you fall somewhere? Is there any pain?”

Rong Yan didn’t get up. Instead, he hugged her and buried his head in her delicate neck. His voice was low and hoarse. “Don’t move. Let Me Hug You. It’ll be fine after a while.”

Luo Anning’s entire body stiffened. Hearing his weak tone, she felt very uncomfortable.

How could she want to continue arguing with him like this? If the Cold War continued, everyone had their principles, and her principles couldn’t be easily changed.

Unless, he was willing to speak up personally.

Otherwise, the current situation could not be changed.

Rong Yan’s thin lips seemed to caress her delicate skin, his voice soft and weak, “Wife, nothing happened between me and Mo Xiyan, trust me.”

“Give me a reason, a reason to convince me to believe you,”Luo an said calmly.

Rong Yan let out a low, almost inaudible sigh. He held the back of her head with one hand, and his thin lips gently kissed her from the base of her neck to her ear, “Okay, I said don’t be angry. “The reason I went to City B was because I found out that your infertility was actually a good show put on by Mo Xiyan and Bai Qi. “After your miscarriage, it was Bai Qi who treated you all the time. He knew all about your condition. It was because of this that Mo Xiyan focused her attention on you.”