“Okay, thank you."

Rosalynn expressed her gratitude before catching sight of Barlow being wheeled out on a bed.

Hastily, she followed him into the ward.

Meanwhile, a man stood nearby, watching Rosalynn with a curious expression,

In the ward, the effects of anesthesia soon wore off and Barlow awoke.

“Barlow, are you awake?" Rosalynn asked softly.

Seeing her, he Labored to sit up.

“Rosalynn, when I caught sight of your gentle gaze, I thought I ascended to heaven.”

Rosalynn couldn't help but Laugh at this remark.

"Do you always joke about yourself Like this?"

With a teasing smile, Barlow responded, “Every time we meet, you either give me the cold shoulder or scold me. Your sudden gentle smile was a pleasant surprise."

Rosalynn chuckled.

"Am I really that harsh?"

"Definitely." Barlow nodded affirmatively.

“Could you be more gentle with me in the future?"

Rosalynn pressed her lips together, neither accepting nor declining his request.

Barlow glanced at his bandaged arm, then felt the bandage on his back.

“Rosalynn, I'm feeling alright. Can I leave the hospital now?"

“No, you can't. The doctor said the wound, though not large, is a bit severe. You need to stay in the hospital Rosalynn was firm in her response.

Raising an eyebrow, Barlow retorted, “Doctors always tend to overstate things."

“You have to stay hospitalized," Rosalynn insisted.

"I detest hospital stays the most."