Li Shaoling's embrace was warm with the faint scent of antiseptics.
And for the very first time, Ji Wei thought that it was simply wonderful to survive a calamity.
Still, Li Shaoling seemed to be a little hurt—he was panting lightly.
Ji Weixi pulled away to look at him then: his pale, sweaty handsome face was just inches away.
She felt a little hurt inside then. "Where have you been?" She asked, a little upset.
Still, it was fortunate that he was alright.
Li Shaoling held her tightly. "In the hospital. I came to find you as soon as I woke up." He said a little hoarsely.
Ji Weixi lowered her eyes a little unhappily. "I heard a woman saved you."
Though she sounded unruffled, there was a bitterness in her words when Li Shaoling heard them.
He smiled teasingly. "Yes, it was a woman."
