It wasn't until Mei Shu and Lu Si left, and the door to the hospital room closed once again, that Tang Long slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing him awake, Tang Mei immediately wiped away her tears with joy. "Xiao Long, how are you feeling now?"
Tang Long shook his head, his lips pale and cracked from blood loss. "Sis, I'm fine."
It seemed like he had expended all his strength just to say that one sentence.
Tang Mei quickly poured a cup of hot water and carefully fed it to him with a spoon. "Don't worry about Mom. I didn't tell her the truth. She still thinks you just went to a friend's house to hang out. I'll talk to her tomorrow, and everything will be fine."
"Sis," Tang Long lifted his uninjured hand and pushed away her spoon, "I have something to tell you."
Tang Mei placed the water cup back on the bedside table and sighed. "Okay, go ahead."
