"Jue, how did you get yourself so badly injured? I'm worried sick. I have already informed your family. Everyone will come to visit you soon." Lan Qingcheng wanted to hold his hand, but Long Sijue moved his hand away.
A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes. He thought that Su Qianxun would be the first person he saw when he woke up.
"Young master, please stop moving. Your wound is very serious this time. You might have to stay in bed for a while in order to recover," Zi Fan got up and said.
Long Sijue's gaze fell on Ye Gu. Ye Gu immediately lowered his head to avoid meeting his eyes. He worried that if he told the young master the truth, the latter would become even angrier.
"Everyone leaves. I want to get some rest. Ye Gu, send them out!"
Long Sijue's injury was truly serious this time. He felt a gush of blood in his throat just by speaking out loud. He suppressed the urge to spit it out.