"En." Jian Ran nodded, and looked away from him.

Qin Yue was still the same as before, standing upright, looking ahead, seemingly without any emotion, only the two hands beside him were clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white.

The eighth floor of the inpatient department arrived soon. The elevator door opened, but Qin Yue didn't move, because he wanted to wait for Jian Ran to leave first. But Jane didn't move either.