Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 857 - 876: Lin Mubai’s Concern Turns to Chaos

At this point, she finally noticed the man’s pale face and the sweat on his forehead. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

She quickly reached out and pressed the button on the bedside. Not long after, in came not a doctor but Lan Xinru who had just become available to check in. Upon seeing Lin Mubai standing on the hospital bed, she couldn’t help but scold him immediately: "Lin Mubai, do you not want your arm anymore? It was fixed so hard, and now you’re moving it around again." As she finished speaking, she ignored Lin Mubai’s gloomy expression and called the nurse who had come in with her to quickly find the orthopedic specialist.

Lin Mubai was just about to get angry when his wife’s displeased voice soothed him: "Lie down quickly, do you want me to get up?"

"No, I’ll lay down right away." Lin Mubai felt truly helpless as he lay down, this woman was really his bane, he couldn’t hit or scold her, and if she was unhappy, he’d get a headache.

Seeing Lin Mubai lie down obediently, An Nan quickly looked at Lan Xinru: "Please, can you fix his drip?"

"Alright, I got it. How are you feeling now?"

Lan Xinru’s attitude towards both of them was clearly different; she was cold and curt with Lin Mubai, but when facing the pregnant An Nan, her voice immediately turned gentle and soothing, making the recently prone Young Master Lin shiver involuntarily.

An Nan continued to nod: "I’m fine, quickly check on him."

"Alright, I got it, don’t worry, he won’t die."

Then, seeing Lin Mubai’s swollen hand, Lan Xinru was angry again, and this time very angrily: "Lin Mubai, are you looking to get hurt? You even pulled out your drip directly; are you bored with your blood? If so, you can choose to donate it to those in need, no need to let it flow wastefully."

"Lan Xinru, enough." Lin Mubai’s voice was filled with gritted teeth.

"Enough what, lie down. If you move again, I’ll have someone bring bandages and tie you to the bed, let’s see how you move then."

"You wouldn’t dare."

"There’s nothing I wouldn’t dare. Anyway, you’re not my match now, and after you’re fully healed, you can settle accounts with me, but that’s months away. If you’re going to torment me then, I might as well torment you a bit now."

Amid Lan Xinru’s completely indifferent attitude, the orthopedic doctor, with a sweaty forehead, hurriedly arrived, indicating one thing through his panting—he had run the whole way.

The orthopedic doctor came in and first greeted Lan Xinru: "Doctor Lan, what’s wrong?"

Lan Xinru immediately pointed at the person on the bed and explained the situation: "The bastard just insisted on getting up, not sure if he hurt the newly fixed arm, check him out again."

"Alright, I got it, Doctor Lan."

After the doctor examined him and confirmed Lin Mubai’s arm was not a big issue, everyone finally relaxed, while An Nan was extremely grateful to the doctor: "Thank you so much, doctor, really appreciated."

In An Nan’s view, it’s perfectly normal to thank someone for helping you, but this scene turned unacceptable in Lin Mubai’s eyes. With a frown, he spoke, displeased: "Alright, I’m fine, everyone can leave now."