Before she even reached the door, a loud smack resounded from behind, startling Chi Huan into spinning around, "What are you doing?"
The notebook that had been on the bed somehow fell to the floor, producing a huge noise, and as she turned around, she just caught sight of the man trying to lift the blanket and get out of bed.
With a comminuted fracture in his left leg, had he gone mad?
Without a second thought, Chi Huan rushed over, and her handbag fell to the ground as she released her grip.
Her voice was sharp as she pressed down on him, screaming as if provoked, "Mo Shiqian, have you lost your mind?"
Compared to her intense emotions, the man seemed utterly serene, merely capturing her wrist in his hand as she tried to hold him down, his thin lips releasing two words, "No."
The calmer he was, the more her anger flared, "Your leg is broken, what do you want to do by getting out of bed?"
Mo Shiqian grasped her cool fingers, "Only one leg is broken."
