h gauze. 。His tone was dripping with sarcasm: "Old wounds are still fresh, and you've gone and gotten new ones." 。Fu Yan, you're quite the troublemaker. 。Fu Yan looked elsewhere, the man's warm finge...When Fu Yanxing woke up, a nurse was helping her clean the wound on her forehead. The wound wasn't big, but it hurt when the iodine rubbed over it, causing her to open her eyes.

"You're awake" The nurse looked at him with surprise.

Fu Yan was still trying to make sense of the situation, her brow furrowed. She took a sharp breath and instinctively reached for her forehead.

"Hey, don't touch." The nurse hurriedly stopped her hand.he let out a hiss."Go!" Eyes bloodshot and hidden beneath a tangle of hair, Fu Yan at this moment was like a beast cornered, ready to pounce and tear its opponent to shreds.Mr. Huang was inexplicably...