"Look at you, I told you not to smoke, yet you insisted, and now you're in pain, right? This must be from the bullet in your lung at the time..." Sheng Ning muttered, removing the blanket on him to check if the bandaged wound was bleeding.
As soon as the blanket was lifted, without having time to check, she was pulled tightly into someone's embrace.
Sheng Ning couldn't stand his calling, walked to the bed and said, "What's wrong?"
"My wound hurts." Xu Qigang frowned and showed a trace of discomfort.
Sheng Ning looked suspicious. By rights, the wound was healing well, it shouldn't be hurting!
"The place hit by the bullet, maybe the bullet stayed inside for too long, causing inflammation."
The way he said it was convincing, making Sheng Ning really believe, "Let me see, where?"
"Here!" A slight smile flashed in his eyes, pressing the position of his heart, "Hurts a lot."
