Mu Mian's face blushed, and she shyly turned away.
Xue Ye held her in his arms to comfort her, "Alright, alright, stop crying. Such a crybaby, men fear women's tears the most. I'm injured now, you can't let my heart ache."
Mu Mian laughed with a snort, but in the next moment, tears filled her eyes again, "You scared me to death, I was so worried about you."
Xue Ye had just wiped her tears dry when her eyes swelled red again and her voice was hoarse from crying, Du Jie said she fainted from crying several times.
"I'm sorry, for making you worry."
Mu Mian kept shaking her head, "The greatest gift is your waking up."
"That's the most touching thing I've ever heard..."
His injuries were superficial, except the one on his leg was more serious. Having been put in a cast, he couldn't move for the time being.
Every day, Mu Mian personally took care of his daily needs, although her efforts were clumsy and often added to the chaos.
