Liu Mingxing strained her eyes to look at him, and the unkempt appearance of Liu Jiantian in front of her was a far cry from his former tidy self. She inexplicably found it somewhat amusing, closed her eyes, and asked with a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but cough twice, and the pain in her chest surged up instantaneously, a pain that even anesthesia could not block.
Her face suddenly turned pale, and lying there, she tightly furrowed her brow, enduring the waves of agony that almost seemed to shatter her sanity.
"Mingxing? Mingxing?" Liu Jiantian saw her pale, sweaty face and was so scared that he dared not move, "Should I go find a doctor?"
Liu Mingxing forced out a cold sweat and said with furrowed brows, "No need."
After finishing her statement, she asked again, "How come you're here?"
"You were having surgery, and I needed to come over to sign for you."
