But if she knew that she had taken him directly to the hospital, that would be somewhat hard to justify.
After thinking it over, it was best to have Qin Sijue wait here.
Unexpectedly, Qin Sijue didn't argue. With his hands in his pockets, he walked reluctantly to the rest chair, then sat down with his legs crossed.
Gu Qiangwei smiled and then walked towards the ward where Shen Mochen was.
As soon as she entered, she saw him lying on the hospital bed with a bandage hanging between his arms and neck.
Seeing Shen Mochen like this, Gu Qiangwei instinctively paused, then walked in.
"Mochen, your hand..."
Shen Mochen's face was calm. Upon hearing the door open, he slightly lifted his eyes, "You're here."
"Is your hand okay? What exactly happened?"
"Sit."
He pointed to a chair beside the bed with his uninjured hand.
Gu Qiangwei sat down, her gaze constantly on his injured hand, then she looked up to meet his deep and restrained eyes.
