"I'm okay, really... don't forget your man is a special forces soldier, this little injury is nothing! I'm really fine! Alright, alright, don't cry anymore... You need to conserve your strength now, be good..."
Su Chaoyang was constantly calming her down with patience and gentleness. Perhaps it was his soothing voice that calmed her, or maybe she realized crying was useless at this moment, that she truly needed to rest and conserve her strength, Mu Xiangwan finally started to calm down gradually.
Just as she was about to pull his T-shirt down, a sound suddenly came from the door. Mu Xiangwan jumped in fright, her face instantly paled, and she instinctively ducked into Su Chaoyang's arms, looking toward the door in terror.
Su Chaoyang was holding her tightly, afraid that whoever was coming would separate them. When he saw that it wasn't Shentu Yun, he let out a small sigh of relief.
