"Really? Brother, your leg's swelling has gone down!" An excited voice came from outside, and Du Haibin rushed in.
Seeing his younger brother burst in, Du Haichen turned his head away, tears welling up in his eyes.
There was nothing more painful than lying on a sickbed while his own younger brother came to collect a debt. Although it wasn't his brother's intention—mainly because of his sister-in-law—Du Haichen still couldn't forgive him.
Seeing the elder brother turn his head away, Du Haibin's expression became very awkward, but seeing that his leg had truly reduced in swelling, his eyes still showed joy.
No matter what, they are still brothers!
"Enough, why the excitement? He doesn't even care about you!" Another voice came from behind Du Haibin.
"You!" Du Haibin, angered, raised his hand, having had quite enough of his wife.
"What 'you'? You think you're going to hit me? Go on then, hit me!" Yu Xi, seeing this, puffed out her chest and lifted her chin.
