"You're the only one to blame. My cousin is sitting in front of me." Chen Luoxue did not care about Yecheng's bad hand. It was not the first time that he let Yecheng play with it.

"By the way, how long have I passed out?" Ye Cheng asked.

"Well, it's fourteen days since you were seriously injured that day and returned to the East China Sea." Chen Luoxue thought about it.

"Fourteen days? So what happened in the end? Who saved me like Bing Jie? Yecheng has been in a coma for fourteen days. It's a blank space for him. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable. More importantly, he is...