Kent stopped joking and asked nervously, "what's wrong? Did I touch your wound?"

　　"Yes, sir."

　　"Then get up quickly. I'll have a look." yelled Kent, but he didn't dare to move casually. Hugged by Langston, he became more and more worried. "Can't you get up? Or I..."

　　"JiangLan," said Langston, with complex emotions in his eyes, "don't worry so much."

　　She had been too careful these days.

　　She tiptoed in and out of the room in case of disturbing him. She kept an eye on him for three meals a day, and the tonic medicine was the same. When Ivanka took out the stitches and applied medicine, she didn't blink...