An Illness That Acts Up Intermittently

"Young Master Kang, I've already said that I got into a car accident." Qiao Xi stared at him with a burning gaze and said unhurriedly, "Do you mean to say that even though I've gotten into a car accident, I can't treat my injuries, much less go to the hospital? Do you expect me to rush back immediately because Sister Qingzhi can't wait? It doesn't matter how injured I am at all, huh? I can't seek treatment if Miss Kang is sick, right?"

Kang Jichuan's expression changed as he hurriedly retorted, "Xi Xi, that's not what I meant!"

"Then what do you mean?" Qiao Xi raised her eyebrows. "Young Master Kang, you're clearly blaming me for making Miss Kang wait for too long. In that case, I should give up on treatment. Even if my hand were to cripple, I'd have to rush back to see Miss Kang, right? However, if Miss Kang is really unwell, she could go to the hospital. It's not like I stopped her. Why is it my fault now that her illness has acted up?"