After entering the ward, Pan Yan and Lou Ziling's men carried him to the bed. They could not bear to see Jing Xi like this when they saw her worried face.
"He's fine. He just lost too much blood. We've already given him a blood transfusion and removed the bullet. He'll wake up soon."
Jing Xi looked at him and said in a low voice,""Many thanks!"
"No need to thank me. I owed him anyway. I thought he would never need me in this life!"
Pan Yan said a few words and left.
Lou Ziling didn't wake up until the evening. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jing Xi with red eyes.
He wanted to raise his hand to touch her face, but the movement of his arm touched the wound on his shoulder. He groaned in pain and his arm fell down again.
Jing Xi quickly held his hand, feeling both heartache and joy.""Ziling, you're finally awake! Don't move, just lie down!"
Lou Ziling looked at Jing Xi's Haggard face and asked softly,""I've been sleeping for a long time?"
