After a long silence absorbing what Zhou Mikang said, Chuxia asked again, "Is it a comminuted fracture or another type?"
"Which one do you wish it was?" Zhou Mikang asked.
So insidious! Chuxia secretly rolled her eyes, but did he really think she'd fall for that? She simply turned her face to the window and remained silent.
"Are you angry?"
"You're just trying to see if I'm cruel or kind-hearted, aren't you?" Chuxia gave him a sidelong glance, "I'll tell you, I refuse to answer."
"..." Zhou Mikang sighed helplessly, "I just wanted to talk to you a bit more, chat a little, so I deliberately found something to talk about.
Yes, it's comminuted, but the doctor also said that as long as she follows the medical advice and recovers well, there's a good chance of complete recovery. But this year, it looks like she'll spend in the hospital."
