Zhang Hongyang was now wrapped in gauze around his nose and face, and the surrounding areas of his exposed eyes were also covered in bruises, violently yellow and purple beneath the medication, making his whole appearance unbearably unsightly.
He was also nearsighted, squinting at Liu Zhizhong with furious eyes.
As a distinguished district leader, how could Zhang Hongyang feel comfortable showing such a sorry state before his enemy? No, it was super uncomfortable!
Not to mention the suspicion of being cuckolded cast a shadow over his heart, and no matter what, it felt disturbing.
Liu Zhizhong, on the other hand, had a gentle smile on his face, the elegance of a gentleman, well-dressed, making the young, private ward nurse's eyes light up!
Liu Zhizhong said with a smile, "Brother Hongyang, how are you feeling? It's an unlikely stroke of luck in an unfortunate situation! How do you feel now?"
While speaking, he placed the fresh flowers and fruit basket on the bedside table.