This "husband", with a clear cry and a choke, coupled with the fact that the girl's voice was already soft, now sounded even softer and more pitiable…
Everyone watched as Su Wanwan rushed straight over and, in front of everyone, threw her arms around Huo Jingshen.
Touched and taken aback.
With a slight raise of his eyebrow, Huo Jingshen reached out his hand and wrapped her in his embrace.
"Are you alright?" Su Wanwan lifted her face.
Her beautiful, phoenix-like eyes were already bloodshot, her eyelashes still wet, along with that worried and pitiful expression…
Huo Jingshen felt his heart soften and immediately bent down, kissing her forehead repeatedly, "I'm fine, darling, don't worry."
But Su Wanwan said, "You're hurt."
Under the short, dark fringe on his forehead, there was a white bandage that seemed to be still seeping blood.
And under the rolled-up sleeves, there were obvious abrasions on his arm, which the nurse was still tending to halfway...
