Although it was just a flesh wound, Li Mumu still arranged for him to stay in the most luxurious ward of the hospital and asked the best doctors to use the best medicine to treat him.
"Brother Yu, the porridge has cooled down, you should eat it now." At this moment, Li Mumu personally brought the chicken soup just delivered by the servant to his lips.
Gong Yu, looking pale, said emotionally, "Thank you, Mumu, having you as my girlfriend is truly the luckiest thing in my life."
"The more you say that, the more guilty I feel. Saying that meeting me is the luckiest thing, isn't it actually the most unfortunate thing? If it weren't for me, how could that guy Bei Heigou slander you as a scumbag, and even beat you up so badly?"
"I don't blame him." Gong Yu said with feigned magnanimity.
