"This..."
Lu Shuling stared in shock at the naked figure lying prostrate at the base of the wall, a tumultuous wave surging in her heart.
She simply could not understand.
Why was Xu Wendong naked, sleeping on the ground?
It felt like he had some kind of weird habit.
"No, something's wrong!"
"He's not sleeping."
"He's actually unconscious."
Lu Shuling's scalp tingled.
Only at this moment did she clearly realize.
Three days ago, after Xu Wendong climbed over the wall and returned to his own home, he had fallen into a coma.
He had been unconscious for three days and nights without waking.
He was not the petty man she had imagined.
Thinking of this.
The sense of guilt in Lu Shuling's heart grew even stronger.
She had not expected her single strike to have injured Xu Wendong so seriously.
She regretted having acted rashly without understanding the situation.
Luckily, Xu Wendong had only fallen into a coma.
