"Honey, do you think I'm stupid? Getting injured on purpose just to trick you? The thing that hit my shoulder was deadly, not rubber. I could have lost my arm if things were slightly worse. I wouldn't lose an arm just to deceive you, and I'm certainly not turning into Yang Guo, meeting Little Dragon Girl after sixteen years,"
Lu Tianxing chuckled bitterly, sighed in self-pity with a desolate tone, as if he had been abandoned, "Ah, honey, if you don't want to, then forget it. I'm strong and healthy, I'll be fine; you don't need to bother about me. I'll handle the rest. At most, the wound might get infected from being exposed to water, no big deal."
"Lu Tianxing, what do you mean by that? Are you suggesting that I, Bai Zhiqing, am an ungrateful wretch? Hmph, come with me, I am not afraid of you."
