"Ye, what's wrong? Did the wound hurt again? Why do I feel that you haven't recovered, but your condition has worsened?" What's wrong? " Zhuang Jie asked as she hurriedly lifted An Ye's clothes. After looking at the wound, Zhuang Jie turned her head and looked at An Ye with even more confusion!
"Your wound seems to be getting better," she said. "The anti-inflammatory medicine and painkiller the Squad monitor gave you yesterday were effective!"
When they were talking, the girl in the tent had packed her backpack and left it.
Zhuang Jie looked at her indifferently and did not say anything.
An Ye didn't have time to care about anything else. After shaking her head slightly with a pained expression, she weakly replied to Zhuang Jie's words, "It's even more serious. Those drugs were useless! I felt my waist split open, and all the bones in my body shattered! I'm in pain!"
