"No problem!" Lu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, suppressing the pain caused by breathing. His bones were fractured, and with the wound from the knife, even a slight cough brought excruciating pain.
Gu Ci helped him up and poured a bit of water for him. Lu Zhiyuan wasn't particularly fond of soups and liquids, especially now that he couldn't move much. He was too proud to accept this intimate side of himself being exposed to others. However, Gu Ci always liked to feed him various soups and fruits.
After taking a sip of water, Gu Ci lay back down but couldn't fall asleep. She played with the buttons on his pajamas. Lu Zhiyuan felt that acting was too exhausting; maybe he should strategically take a nap.
But he couldn't fall asleep either!
