Lu Xiuyun listened to the dial tone on the phone, his anger mounting. He was about to smash the device when Tan Ai stopped him. "Don't, sir. That's my phone. If you want to break something, break your own."
Watching Lu Xiuyun, who was clearly furious, Tan Ai said softly, "She really has things to attend to. How about I change your dressing first, and then you have something to eat?"
"No. I’m a germaphobe; I want her to look after me personally." Lu Xiuyun’s tone was firm, his eyes stubborn.
Chapter 59