Lu Nanze looked at her and frowned. He said, "Get me some water."
It was only then that Qiao Yiyi sat up and realized his situation.
He seemed to be in great pain and his forehead was damp with perspiration.
Her gaze fell on his leg and she understood at once what was happening.
She sighed and stood up to pour him a glass of water. Then she sat by his bed. "Is it hurting badly?"
She lifted the blanket to examine his wound.
However, the man clutched his leg and immediately said, "No, it's not."
He drank the water and returned the glass to Qiao Yiyi, lying back down immediately afterwards.
Anesthesia couldn't be administered too frequently, this was common knowledge.
Hence for now, he could only endure the throbbing pain and wait for it to subside.
Seeing how much pain Lu Nanze was in, Qiao Yiyi frowned.
