Li Yeqi just woke up, barely able to get out of bed. Yan Luoxi saw his face was an ashen gray from excessive blood loss. She helped him back onto the bed and pressed the bell to call the doctor to examine him.
Li Yeqi cooperated well, and soon the examination was over. The doctor said, "Mr. Li, your injury is gradually improving. With rest, you can be discharged in ten days to two weeks at most."
Yan Luoxi was relieved upon hearing this. "Thank you, doctor."
"No need to thank me; it's our duty. However, Mr. Li hurt his spine this time, so during rainy days, he might suffer a bit," the doctor reminded. Injuries often rely on fate; even if they are not noticeable now, they might leave sequelae when old.
Yan Luoxi looked at Li Yeqi, feeling deeply troubled. She nodded, "I understand."
