Die Together With Him

The complexion and expression on Wen Fenglin's face looked much better than before. With his hair tied up and his glasses on, he looked no different from usual.

His disposition was calm, and his smile was serene.

"I'm much better. Thank you, young lady. How is Ou Ming doing?" Wen Fenglin asked.

Subconsciously, Yu Lili called to mind the image of Ou Ming's back toward her with his figure trembling beneath the covers. Her heart started to hurt. Her face started to heat up with the pressure of unshed tears as she nodded her head and said, "He's doing OK." She then looked at Ou Huojin and his wife and said, "Uncle, Auntie, Ou Ming wants to get discharged from the hospital and recuperate at home."

"No way!" Jiao Ziqing started to panic. "How is that possible? His injuries aren't superficial. We need the doctors and nurses in the hospital to take care of him! What if something were to happen if he's at home?"