Lu Jingchen smiled. “I just woke up this morning.”
Hearing this, Ji Yang also raised her head to greet Auntie Wang. “Good morning, Auntie.”
Auntie Wang also smiled happily. “Good morning. You’ve been in a coma for two days. Are You Hungry? I’ll go downstairs and get you something to eat.”
With that, she left by the window. It looked like she was going downstairs.
Wang Xiaowan, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, stared at Ji Yang and greeted her warmly, “Good morning, Sister.”
Ji Yang smiled and nodded. “Good Morning.”
Then, Wang Xiaowan sent a message from the window.
Lu Jingchen coughed awkwardly and looked at Ji Yang. “Um, you didn’t touch the wound, did you?”
After hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Ji Yang felt that the wound on her arm was hurting badly.
Obviously, the kiss just now had also shocked her.
Then, Aunt Wang and Wang Xiaowan saw it, so she couldn’t care less about the pain in her arm.
Now that she came back to her senses, she only frowned in pain.
