Huo Jinnan remained silent and after a careful glance, seeing that the wound was not very large, he picked up a thin blanket from beside him and covered her after the nurse had peeled off the sterile drape.
Half an hour later, the effect of the anesthetic gradually wore off, and Che Huan slowly woke up. Seeing Huo Jinnan, she asked in a very light voice, "Was it removed?"
Huo Jinnan hummed in affirmation.
Che Huan knit her brows slightly, "What did it look like?"
Huo Jinnan held out a tiny object the size of a rice grain for Che Huan to see.
Che Huan picked it up and examined it closely but could not discern any specifics, "Does it have camera and recording functions?"
Huo Jinnan gently brushed away the stray hairs on Che Huan's forehead, "No, it only has tracking capabilities."
Che Huan sighed in relief; she didn't want to become transparent in the eyes of others.
She looked at Huo Jinnan, "Do you know who it was?"
Huo Jinnan nodded, "Mm."
Che Huan put away the tracker.
