"Huangfulian? Huangfulian, are you okay? Are you awake? Do you recognize who I am?" Jiang Nanyan stretched out her hand and wiped the sweat from Huangfulian's forehead while asking.
The sound in her ear caught Huangfulian's attention.
He turned his black eyes and slowly looked at Jiang Nanyan. After several seconds, he opened his mouth and made a dry voice, "Yan... Yan'er?"
"It's me! You're awake! You're finally awake!" Jiang Nanyan clenched Huangfulian's hand excitedly, her eyes becoming sour uncontrollably.
Then, the tears fell by themselves.[
"I...what's wrong with me?" Huangfulian reached out to wipe away her tears, but found that she couldn't do it at all, and her arms were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
Not to mention lifting up to help Jiang Nanyan wipe her tears, even if she moved, she felt a tearing pain in her chest.
"Don't cry." Huangfulian coughed lightly and said to Jiang Nanyan in a rough voice. The expression on her face was unusually anxious, "You are crying so much that my heart is almost broken."
Huangfulian said, just not believing that she would not be able to sit up.
He clenched his fists, raised his head, and tried to prop himself up.
Sensing his intention, Jiang Nanyan quickly wiped away the tears on her face and held him down, "Don't move! Wu Yu said that the wounds on your body must not open again!"
"Wound?" Huangfulian was startled for a moment. She lowered her eyes and saw that her bare chest was covered with a thick layer of gauze.