Jiang Lai looked up at him, asking him to guarantee.
"Husband, you won't die, right?"
Murong Dun couldn't help but laugh.
"Of course I won't die; this little injury can't kill me."
Jiang Lai wiped away her tears and continued to tend to his wound, her actions earnest and meticulous, her eyes full of concern. Each time Murong Dun frowned, Jiang Lai became even more cautious, as if she was hurting along with him.
Finally, Murong Dun was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat, yet he felt comforted, his gaze deep as he looked at Jiang Lai, unable to stop himself from speaking softly.
"When I recover, I'll take you to Jiangnan to play."
"Hmm, you will definitely get better."
After changing the medicine and bandages, she heard the reminder sound in her ear.
"Heartbeat value change, current heartbeat value: sixty-two."
Jiang Lai nodded satisfactorily, closed the door, and then took out the cotton she had stuffed in her nose, tossing it casually.
Took a deep breath.
Ah.
