"Mr. Jiang."
As Gao Zhengbi opened his eyes, he saw the young man sitting on the chair and hurriedly struggled to sit up.
Having rested at the hospital for a night, Jiang Chen got up and supported him.
"Although the knife didn't reach your kidney, it was only a centimeter away, and you're not married yet, so it's best not to move around."
Gao Zhengbi smiled.
Jiang Chen helped him lie back down, then sat down on the chair, gazing into his eyes, and sincerely said, "Thank you."
Birdsong came from outside the window, ethereal in the silent morning.
"Don't mention it, Mr. Jiang, I was just following Mr. Shi's orders. If something happened to you, I wouldn't be able to explain it to Mr. Shi."
"She only asked you to stay with me, not to risk your life."
Jiang Chen teased.
They were grown men; there was no need for melodrama, especially since Gao Zhengbi's injury wasn't serious.
Of course.
That didn't change the fact that he owed the man a huge favor.
