Chapter One Hundred Nineteen

"Hey..."

Blaze tried to smile when he saw Siegfried. His body still ached, but he felt much better than before.

The man didn't smile. He watched his condition closely and tried not to miss a place. Currently, Blaze only wears pants without a shirt. Siegfried saw the shirt that the doctor might have torn off in the trash can in the corner of the room. Blaze's body is full of bruises. There was even a large purple bruise on his right shoulder.

All the bruises were a stark contrast to his pale white skin.

Not only in his body, but his face is also not much better. There is a cut on the left upper forehead and bruises in several places. Honestly, Siegfried would not have expected his condition to be as bad as it seems.

"Siegfried…"

Blaze's words awakened the man.

"Yes?" Siegfried whispered.

Blaze smiled. Really smile. There was no expression of pain or a fake expression. "I am home."