Gu Junzhu's voice trembled severely, yet he stubbornly pretended to be indifferent, saying lightly, "It's just a little bit of pain in my back, it's okay, I'll endure it."
Ye Xingbei ignored his bravado and quickly reached to touch his back.
His shirt was already soaked with cold sweat.
Ye Xingbei slipped his hand under the hem of his shirt to touch his back and was immediately startled.
His back muscles were tightly clenched, hard as iron, cold as ice.
Ye Xingbei could feel his body trembling violently from the severe pain, yet he desperately wanted to appear unharmed, trying hard to control it.
Ye Xingbei's heart ached intensely, his tears falling even more fiercely, "I'm calling the doctor over."
Saying this, she reached for her phone.
"No need," Gu Junzhu stopped her, "The doctor can't do anything, I've already taken medicine, it will be okay after a while."
Ye Xingbei asked, "How long is 'after a while'?"
She could see that every second was agony for him.
