After ten minutes.
Dr. Wen arrived in a hurry with two nurses.
Upon entering, he saw the figure sitting up on the hospital bed and expressed his surprise faintly, "…Awake earlier than expected?"
"Dr. Wen," Yu Chiyin nodded, showing his respect, "I've been trouble over the last few days."
Dr. Wen, as usual, performed a checkup and said, "You were injured while trying to save me, so it's only right that I look after you. But your brother here, he has been by your side without taking a single step away. If you hadn't awoken, this room might soon have had another patient."
"What happened to you, child? Why do you look worse than your brother?" Dr. Wen noticed Liuxing's pale face and asked with a doctor's tender concern.
Liuxing did not speak, and Yu Chiyin, without changing his expression, said, "He bumped his hand by accident, it's nothing serious."
"…" Liuxing might not be able to say "despicable," but his eyes voiced the accusation for him.
