Jiang Li blinked. She had just woken up, so her eyes were a little hazy, and she was afraid that she had misseen it.
Seeing Jiang Li's stunned expression, Fu Jiuxiao forced out a few words through his dry throat.
"Thank... you for your hard work."
Jiang Li knew that she was not hallucinating. If it were not for Fu Jiuxiao's injury, Jiang Li really wanted to throw herself into Fu Jiuxiao's arms.
It had only been a few days, and it seemed like it had been centuries since they last met. Jiang Li's nose felt a little sore.
Thinking about that scene now, Jiang Li felt goosebumps all over. Fu Jiuxiao was lying on her body covered in blood, and she was so scared that her soul almost flew away.
At this moment, this person was no longer exuding the aura of death. He was greeting her alive.
However, when she thought about how Fu Jiuxiao had rushed over to protect her, she felt a little angry.
