Jiang Xu felt as if he had a very long dream.
In the dream, he married An Nuonuo, and later on became the world's richest man.
It was at this moment that he woke up.
He felt waves of soreness throughout his body.
The pungent smell of antiseptic invaded his nostrils incessantly.
He was in a hospital.
His left hand was pierced with a needle, receiving an IV.
An Nuonuo was dozing off by the edge of the bed.
Jiang Xu gently touched her head.
An Nuonuo jerked her head up as if shocked by electricity.
Upon seeing Jiang Xu awake, she grabbed his hand.
Without saying a word, she just kept on crying.
This made Jiang Xu feel extremely guilty and uncomfortable.
If An Nuonuo had lost her temper and scolded him, he wouldn't have felt so bad.
But the way she was, not saying anything, crying with her tears falling like rain, threw Jiang Xu off balance.
He quickly took her into his arms, "All right, stop crying. I was wrong, I won't do such dangerous things again."
