Evening
In the ward
"Beep-- Beep-- Beep"
A frail sound emitted from the machine echoed in the room.
Black Jack sat in front of the bed, staring intently at the person sleeping on it, his azure eyes filled with bloodshot veins. His clothes were stained with blood, showing that he'd hurried back immediately after attending to his wounds.
He was holding Jian Luo's hand, his deep blue eyes lacked the usual arrogant intensity, giving an overall impression of disrepair.
At that moment, Bai Jue pushed the door and came in.
He checked on Jian Luo and then turned to look at Black Jack.
"You're injured too. Go get yourself treated first. I've had some clothes sent over for you."
Black Jack shook his head, his voice hoarse. "No."
Unless he saw Jian Luo wake up, he didn't want to go anywhere.
