He Zhilan was truly upset. If it wasn't for Gu En's extra comments in front of her, He Teng's injury might have been concealed from her.
Thinking about it made Zhilan both angry and heartbroken—angry that He Teng didn't cherish his own body and heartbroken over his suffering.
Watching his petite wife standing in front of the hospital bed, chastising him angrily, she began to cry. He Teng felt helpless, he didn't want Zhilan to know. He was afraid that she would worry unnecessarily and also feared that it would affect her studies.
However, He Teng felt that his impression of Zhilan had vastly changed over the past month. In a short period of time, the Zhilan who was once afraid of him, was now scolding him with displeasure.
He Zhilan cried a little upon seeing He Teng still appearing calm and unperturbed, and she soon stopped. Despite his severe injuries, she couldn't find a trace of worry or helplessness on his face. It seemed like injuries were as common to him as having a meal.
