In the ward, Cheng Zhiwei was indeed awake.
Upon seeing her condition, Guo Cuihua stopped in her tracks, her eyes reddening immediately. She knew Cheng Zhiwei had been seriously injured, but had no idea it was to such an extent.
"Does it hurt, Zhiwei?" Guo Cuihua's tears began to fall, "Damn Gao Wei, how could he do this to you."
It was much more serious than Cheng Zhiyin's injuries.
Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips and, upon seeing Guo Cuihua, felt a surge of discomfort in her heart, but after all she had been through, she had learned to control her emotions quite well.
She said softly, "It looks worse than it is, it's really nothing."
She glanced at Lin Yu, who knew she meant to keep certain things secret, and let out a silent sigh followed by a soft nod.
Cheng Zhiwei gave a grateful smile and raised her gaze to look at Guo Cuihua, "How is sister doing? I haven't had the chance to visit her yet."
