Gu Qianmeng frowned and asked him with some complexity in his heart, "Are you all right?"

After a few pauses, Qicheng finally relaxed. He slowly raised his face and fixed his eyes on her. "Don't you hurt?"

This woman, idiot?

Why do you ask him if it hurts first?

"a little bit." Can she stop hurting?

Gu Qianmeng gritted his teeth again. "Forget it, I suddenly stopped looking at your wound." Maybe it's really scary.

Listen, Qicheng didn't show any movement. He just held his lip and continued to play with his cell phone. "You can do whatever you want."

In the next few days, Qicheng was hospitalized. Food was...