She really wanted to tell him that she didn’t mind that he didn’t have arms, but he was sick right now. When you’re sick, isn’t it a matter of course that there’s someone there to help you? She was very willing to help, she didn’t mind at all. She was angry because he was acting under an “act now, deal with it later” attitude, not because he didn’t have arms and needed someone to help him.

When Gu Mingxi’s IV drip was done, it was already 6 o’clock. Pang Qian helped him tidy his things and carried his backpack for him, and then they walked out together. When they passed by the reception desk of the hospital, a young nurse waved at him. “You’re going? If you come back on your own tomorrow, feel free to call me. I’ll be here tomorrow.”

Gu Mingxi smiled and nodded to her, “Mm, thank you.”

When they got outside, Pang Qian asked, “You know that nurse?”

“Not really. When I came in, I explained my situation to her, and she helped me a bit in the transfusion room.” Gu Mingxi smiled at Pang Qian. “Actually, there are a lot of nice people outside [in the world]. When I need help, most people are willing to help, so I’m not at all scared of going out by myself.”

“Alright, that’s enough. I’ll come with you tomorrow.” Pang Qian’s expression soured. “Gu Mingxi, you definitely have some kind of problem. You’re rather have strangers help you than let me help you? What’s my relationship with you?! I! I! How many years have I spent with you?!”

She didn’t know where this burst of anger came from either. When she got to the end of her tirade, her eyes were red.

Pang Qian huffily went over to the bike racks and unlocked her bike. Gu Mingxi followed after her a bit helplessly. “Pang Pang…”

Pang Qian ignored him, standing up straight, walking her bike out the hospital gates. Gu Mingxi walked next to her, occasionally turning to look at her, “Pang Pang, don’t be angry.”

“Hmph!”

“I know that I wasn’t right, but I really left a note.”

“You’re mentioning the note again?!”

Gu Mingxi curled his lips, “I really left one. You’re the one who didn’t see it.”

“You’re so annoying!” Pang Qian was so angry that she tried to kick him, but Gu Mingxi jumped out of the way.

He laughed, “Alright, I apologize. Don’t be angry.”

Pang Qian stopped in her tracks, then turned to look at him. She spit out two words, “Get. On.”

Gu Mingxi looked at her doubtfully.

“I said, get on the bike. It’s a half hour walk from here back home.” Pang Qian pat the backseat on her bike. “Hurry up, I’ll take you home. My dad’s probably already home, making dinner.”

“No!” Gu Mingxi shook his head, refusing. “You can ride your bike back. I’ll just walk.”

Pang Qian glared at him fiercely, “I’m. Getting. Angry. Again!”

Gu Mingxi, “…”

“Hmph!” Pang Qian turned back around, tossing her braids. With a huff, “Hmph! Getting on my nerves! Hmph!”

She turned back to look at him once more. Her mouth turned down, she rolled her eyes slowly. “Hmph! No conscience! Hmph!”

Gu Mingxi, “…”

Five minutes later, Pang Qian brought Gu Mingxi home, riding her bike all the way into the Golden Compound.

It was dusk, and the sky was already dark. The wind was blowing, the street lights were on. Pang Qian rode her bike and was becoming soaked in her sweat. Cold wind blew at them from the front. Gu Mingxi was hidden behind Pang Qian, so he didn’t feel it was cold at all.

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