After making sure all her limbs were there, Xu Zhengyang heaved a sigh of relief. "Phew, you didn't lose an arm or a leg. If you had, I would have to take care of you for the rest of your life. Just thinking about it gives me a lot of pressure."
The nurse who was changing the dressing was speechless. Was he really her biological brother?
Xu Jiaojiao was already used to Xu Zhengyang's lackadaisical attitude, so she looked up at him with a smile. "Brother, I'm fine. Don't worry."
"Your face is ruined. How are you still laughing?" Xu Zhengyang looked at the wound on Xu Jiaojiao's forehead and frowned. "No one will marry you if your face is scarred, understand?"
Xu Jiaojiao protested, "Don't say that! The doctor said that the wound isn't too deep, so it won't leave a scar."
Xu Zhengyang said, "The doctor must have lied to you. A young girl like you is the easiest to fool."
