It was clear that Wen Xin was impatient, so Mu Bei tactfully didn't say another word. He worried that if he said a few more words, Wen Xin would send him back directly.
Mo Xuan accompanied Wen Xin through the nearest route to the medical office where, in a hospital room, Muxi lay on the bed, with Xiao Mi feeding him.
Upon hearing the noise, both Muxi and Xiao Mi looked toward the direction of Wen Xin and the others.
The moment he saw Wen Xin, Muxi's body stiffened, his brain completely unable to think, purely wanting to sit up.
He barely moved when he disturbed his wound, causing him to inhale a breath of cold air involuntarily.
"Don't move around; your fracture hasn't healed yet, plus a gunshot wound, you need a good rest for a while..."
Watching Muxi's movement, Wen Xin smiled faintly, her tone gentle, revealing no emotion.
