Fu Jiuxiao did not know how to describe this feeling. The moment he saw Jiang Li, he recalled that nightmare in his memory.
Afraid that this Jiang Li was an illusion, he reached out his hand, and his voice was filled with urgency.
"Come here quickly."
Jiang Li raised her eyebrows, but she still walked toward Fu Jiuxiao obediently. She sat down beside Fu Jiuxiao's bed.
She found out from Ban Yue that Fu Jiuxiao had injected the Beta-type Medicine in advance, and because of that, he almost entered the ICU again.
Fu Jiuxiao hugged Jiang Li tightly and greedily breathed in Jiang Li's unique scent.
The faint scent of medicine from the tip of his nose made Fu Jiuxiao relax, but then he became nervous again.
It was because he smelled the disinfectant alcohol and ointment.
"Are you hurt?"
Fu Jiuxiao released Jiang Li. He held Jiang Li's shoulder and seriously checked Jiang Li's injury.
