"Which floor?"
Zhong Shenghao stretched out three fingers.
Shi Nuannuan smiled. It was indeed the same floor as Xiangyi!
"Okay, you have a good rest. I still have to check on Xiangyi's injury." Zhong Shenghao took the medical record card and was about to leave Nuannuan's ward.
"Brother Hao!" Shi Nuannuan called out quickly.
Zhong Shenghao turned around and looked at her in confusion.
"How long more will Xiangyi have to be hospitalized for his injuries?"
"His injuries are completely different from yours. It'll take at least a month," said Zhong Shenghao.
Actually, Zhong Shenghao was quite shocked when he had a look at Xiangyi's injuries. If an ordinary person was injured like that, they would have died long ago. However, Xiangyi persevered, as if he didn't know what else to do but to survive.
"Why are you asking?"
