Che Huan spoke the truth, "It's quite funny."
Huo Jinnan stood there in his hospital gown, elegant as an orchid, "Feel better now?"
Che Huan looked towards Huo Jinnan—what a clever person! And his cleverness was somehow not annoying!
"Feel better."
"That's good."
Huo Jinnan whispered, reached into his wallet, and took out a one hundred yuan bill, handing it to Che Huan, "Go buy me a pack of cigarettes and a lighter."
Che Huan, "What about you? Leaving a disabled person here alone isn't very ethical, is it?"
Upon hearing the words 'disabled person', Huo Jinnan grasped the parallel bars and leaned against them, "I'll wait for you here."
Che Huan playfully protested, "No running away money, no go."
Huo Jinnan's voice came out slowly, "Buy something you like for yourself."
Che Huan said "Oh," took the money, and ran off swiftly.
Huo Jinnan hooked the corner of his lips, an interesting girl indeed. If only she were older—she's too young.
