On the road, Ye Zhen still sent a message to Sheng Chuyi.
By the time Sheng Chuyi arrived at the hospital, Shen Zhaozhao had finished applying the medicine and was getting ready to leave.
Sheng Chuyi strode up to her, and though it was already the end of September and the temperature was not very high, he was sweating profusely, clearly indicating he had rushed over in a hurry, "Are you okay? Where did you fall? What did the doctor say?"
"Why did you come?" Shen Zhaozhao had not thought of looking for him at all. First, she hadn't fallen badly, and second, he was so busy that she hadn't expected him to come.
"What do you think?" Sheng Chuyi frowned and said, "Shen Zhaozhao, why didn't you tell me something as serious as getting hurt? Do you know how worried I was about you?"
Ye Zhen had sent him only one message saying she had fallen off her bike and was being taken to the hospital; she didn't mention the specifics.
