Are You Speaking Ill Of Me?

Xavier arrived at Elizabeth's ward, knocked on the door and entered. Elizabeth was the only one in the ward. At this time, she was leaning against the bed and looking out of the window. No one knew what she was thinking about. Seeing Xavier, Elizabeth was a little surprised at first, and then she said with a smile, "Xavier..." As soon as she said this, she stuck out her tongue, "Sebastian, why do you have time to come here?" "I just came back from another city, and I heard from aunt that you're in the hospital, so I came to see you." Saying this, Xavier gently closed the door and walked toward Elizabeth, "How are you? How do you feel now?" "I feel much better." Elizabeth said honestly, "It's good that you're here. You don't have to buy flowers." "Well, I saw the flowers on my way here. They are very beautiful, so I bought them. Originally, I wanted to bring you a painting, but I thought it would not be convenient for you to bring it back." "Yeah." Elizabeth nodded, "Even if I'm at home