With his current condition, his wound might burst open on the plane due to the air pressure, and his injury would only get worse.
Xiao Chen entered from outside, giving Xiao Moli a glance, "Aren't you hiding it from her just because you're afraid she'll worry and be sad? If you go back now, how do you plan to explain your injuries to her? Or do you not plan to be intimate with her for the next month?"
Xiao Moli frowned, "You handle it, I must go back immediately, in any case, she can't be allowed to find out."
Upon hearing An Ziqi's words "I miss you a lot," he could no longer restrain his desire to see her.
"Not to mention whether you're fit to fly right now, even if I handle it, it will take time. You definitely can't return today; the earliest you can go back is tomorrow," said Xiao Chen as he directly pulled him back to the hospital bed.
Having received a call from Xiao Moli and knowing he was fine, An Ziqi finally relaxed and went to the company after breakfast.
