As soon as Qin Yafu woke up, he saw Leng Muchen leaning on the bed. He leaned on the bed, held a project plan, looked carefully, frowned from time to time, as if he was not satisfied with some aspects.

She wanted to look at him so quietly, but she moved a little, pulled at the wound, and let out a muffled sigh of pain.

Leng Muchen heard this low muffled hum and immediately put down the folder in his hand and looked down at her. "What's wrong? Is the wound painful?

His voice was gentle and soft, so that Qin Ya-ying was stunned by God. After a long time,...