Wen Xiangyang gave an apologetic smile, holding Yan Xin's hand, "Xiao Xin, don't be mad. You know I'm deep in debt right now. I'm trying to make money to pay you back."
"You..." Yan Xin wanted to say there was no rush, she even wanted to say, you don't have to pay back.
But she knew Wen Xiangyang wouldn't accept it.
So all she could do was say, "Okay, you're busy, so busy that you don't even have time for me."
"Um, sorry for that. In the future, I'll remember to bring a mobile power source."
"Okay, then I'll forgive you this time." Yan Xin is not the kind of person to make a fuss, she changed the topic and smiled, "Xiangyang, let me tell you, my brother has found a good hospital. It's a famous one for leukemia treatment in America. He went abroad last night to discuss with them face-to-face. Shao Jie's transfer should be arranged in a couple of days."
"But Xiangyang, tell me the truth, is there something going on? You are so anxious to help Shao Jie find a hospital."