Xia Pengpeng looked at the big and small figures and smiled slightly, her heart filled to the brim with a sense of satisfaction.
An hour later, Mu Xingye lifted his head and found that they were still in the car.
Seeing that he had awoken, Xia Pengpeng immediately furrowed her brows, her arm was so sore! Her whole body was stiff. In order not to wake him, and to avoid touching his wound, she had maintained this position without moving.
Only then did Mu Xingye realize that she had been holding him while sleeping.
Suddenly, he sat up straight, and because the movement was too abrupt, he pulled at his wound.
"Be careful!" Xia Pengpeng watched him anxiously and quickly checked on his wound, "Ah Chi, let's hurry back to the hospital."
"Okay." Ah Chi immediately adjusted the direction and drove towards the hospital.
Mu Xingye held Xia Pengpeng's hand and whispered, "It's alright, don't worry."
