But why did he feel that the wound on his chest could only ache faintly now?
The white blanket covering him let him know he was in a hospital.
Had they given him some kind of powerful painkiller?
As Zhao Xin was thinking, Gong Xinhe walked in with a thermos, and Dai Gang followed right behind him.
"Xinzi, you're awake? Just in time, we brought porridge for you, meat slice porridge, it's really delicious." Gong Xinhe saw him awake and immediately grinned, lifting the thermos in his hand.
"Are you guys hospitalized too?" Zhao Xin asked, dumbfounded.
"Pah!" Gong Xinhe gave him a disdainful glance and said, "We had the protection of Little Fairy Sister-in-Law, how could we possibly be hospitalized?"
"Little Fairy Sister-in-Law?" Zhao Xin was confused.