When Noah saw the black cloth on Emily's arm, he didn't say anything. He walked over and patted Emily's shoulder. Then, he nodded at Vincent. He looked up at Ferne and said, "How is it?"
"It hurts so much." Ferne frowned and began to complain, "What's wrong with the doctors? They are reluctant to give me more painkillers. They don't allow me to drink too much water or eat too much food, let alone meat."
"It seems that they are going to starve you to death as the bullet didn't kill you."
Ferne laughed and scolded, "Screw you. I was definitely blessed as I survived a catastrophe."
Emily glanced at Noah, then greeted Ferne before leaving. A moment later, Noah also came out.
Only Lili was left in the ward. Ferne didn't speak. He cast his glance at the TV play. The volume was very low, and Ferne just watched the lines.
"What do you mean?" Lili stood in front of the bed, her eyes a little red. "You have something to say to everyone except me?"