Deirdre took a deep breath and entered the ward. As soon as she closed the door, Kyran asked, “Who did you meet?”

He totally didn’t know what had happened. He only saw the bruise on her arm in the morning, but Deirdre told him she fell accidentally.

"It’s people from the hospital’s management level. Because I fell in the laundry room, they asked me if I was okay and if I needed compensation."

Although Kyran was unhappy that Deirdre was injured, he couldn’t blame anyone, so he could only ask, "Does it still hurt?"

Deirdre held his hands and smiled. "After taking medicine, it's gotten much better, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

"The next time anything happens to you, remember to tell me immediately. If I didn't see your swollen arm this morning, you would have hidden it from me, wouldn’t you?"

Kyran couldn’t help but blame Deirdre, but he felt even more distress.

Deirdre was touched and even felt better from the restlessness she suffered from the incident yesterday.

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