Nangong Jin comforted his wife, "It's not 'it won't hurt too much.' It doesn't hurt at all. I just feel numb all over."
After comforting his wife, he looked at Nuannuan in admiration and said, "If only you were here every time I got injured."
As a soldier—a soldier who had achieved countless military achievements—the number of times Nangong Jin had been injured could not be counted with one's fingers. Every time he went through surgery for his injuries, he would feel like a layer of his skin had been torn off from the pain. Even though he endured it every time and made everyone think that he was very brave, he was just an ordinary human. He was the only one who knew how much pain he went through.
Tears welled up in Mu Chenxiang's eyes when she heard Nangong Jin's words.
"Poppycock! Don't say such things."
Nangong Jin smiled at his beloved wife. His eyes were filled with tenderness as he replied obediently, "Alright, I won't say that anymore."
