The fox doesn’t become a spirit; it’s just naturally flirty.

South Grant: "..."

South Grant knew it, there’s no escaping it!

Right now, Nathan Foster wasn’t someone to provoke, so South Grant could only grin cheekily and say:

"Thanks for the compliment, ha."

A fox spirit is a fox spirit, whatever, fox spirits are good-looking. Just take it as a compliment.

Nathan Foster’s mouth twitched, "Face is a good thing, learn about it."

What’s so great about face?

Wandering in society, face can be dispensable.

At this moment, a doctor came in, knocked on the door, and interrupted their conversation.

After a routine checkup, the doctor said South Grant was fine, but it would be best to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.

In this situation, Nathan Foster also wouldn’t allow South Grant to be discharged.

"Commander Foster, the patient seems fine, but due to inhaling a large amount of smoke, there is damage to the throat and respiratory tract. During this period, you need to make sure to rest well. Don’t speak loudly, it’s best not to sing either, and avoid anything that strains the voice."

While the doctor was saying this, South Grant wished to bury themselves underground.

Singing...

Now Nathan Foster’s like this, all trouble caused by singing.

Nathan Foster nodded and asked the doctor some precautions.

After the doctor left, South Grant knew that this matter would not be easily over.

Sure enough.

Just as the doctor left, Nathan Foster turned around, and the first thing he said to South Grant was:

"Still planning to sing?"

"Sing, of course sing!" South Grant said as a matter of course.

Looking at Nathan Foster’s sullen face, South Grant still smiled cheerfully and continued:

"Everyone has their youthful days, their first stirrings of love. Now singing a song to say goodbye to the past, it’s time to start a new Chapter."

Listening to South Grant’s words, Nathan Foster’s expression finally eased.

South Grant now had the patience practiced to deal with Nathan.

Saying goodbye to the past and starting a new Chapter was just a vague response.

She didn’t say the new Chapter needed Nathan Foster’s involvement.

Haha, how clever she is.

"Remember what you said today." Nathan Foster thought about how she gave Chester Lynch flirtatious glances on stage and wanted to poke her eyes out.

"Remember remember, take responsibility for your own actions." South Grant picked words Nathan Foster liked to hear.

Karma is a good word, South needs to learn about it.

Just as she finished saying this, there was a knock at the door.

Before South Grant and Nathan Foster could speak, the person outside came in.

It was none other than Wendy Lynch.

South Grant breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully it’s his sister, not her brother.

Wendy Lynch saw South Grant awake and burst into tears of joy, rushing to the bedside.

"You finally woke up, I was terrified. My brother wouldn’t let me come, and there was a guard at the door yesterday blocking me from entering. I didn’t know your condition, you have no idea how worried I was."

As Wendy Lynch spoke, she started to sob.

South Grant didn’t think much, assuming the fire scared Wendy, and spoke to comfort her:

"It’s okay, aren’t I fine now? Just inhaled some smoke, my throat will be fine in two days."

Listening to South Grant comforting her, Wendy Lynch felt even more touched inside.

She reached out and held South Grant’s hand, gazing firmly into her eyes and saying:

"No matter what you become, you’re always the most perfect in my heart."

"..."

This... something seems off, can someone tell her, what exactly happened?