Crystal frowned. What was he laughing at this time?

He seemed to want to talk. The breath made the oxygen mask white.

Crystal whispered, “Don’t talk, you need oxygen, your breath is very weak now.”

Eric’s hand without the infusion raised a little...

“Don’t move, didn’t the doctor tell you not to move?” Crystal stopped his hand from lifting up. Although this hand was not injured, it might involve other wounds.

Eric suddenly reversed his hand and held her hand tightly in his palm.

“You’re awake,” Crystal laughed in a low voice, “Don’t worry, you will be fine.”

Eric just stared at her deeply.

Crystal bit her lower lip hard,...