"No need to apologize. By the way, your friend said you owe her one thousand five hundred and ninety-eight yuan. Since you feel sorry, it's just a small amount, so you should just pay it!"
Jian Anning staggered and almost fell!
Zhao Ziyin and Yu Zexiao, these two are real pieces of work!
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After tidying up, a nurse came quickly. She checked them briefly, and for the moment there were no problems, so they could be discharged soon.
However, before leaving the hospital, the doctor still said to Jian Anning, "Your right ankle is a bit sprained."
Jian Anning was startled, "Is it serious? Do I need to be hospitalized for treatment?"
"That's not necessary, but you just need to be careful when walking this week."
Before they left, Jian Anning's right foot had been wrapped up like a zongzi, with the nurse winding white gauze around it, layer upon layer—it looked quite intimidating.
