Lei Yunze had been shot and injured. Thankfully, the injury was not a critical point and the operation was very smooth. However, the injury was healed slowly and the doctor told her to recuperate well.
Ling Xiao Yue continued to sob. On the bed, Lei Yunze slowly opened his eyes and looked at his beloved wife, whose eyes were red with tears. He wanted to extend his hand to wipe her tears, but he was no longer able to do so.
"You fool." Ling Xiao Yue held his hand as she rebuked him.
Lei Yunze didn't care about her reproach. Seeing that she was fine now was the greatest satisfaction in front of him.
"You … "Are you alright …" His voice was very weak. The anesthetic had passed and it was the time of the pain. His face did not have much expression nor did he frown. However, looking at him in such a manner, Ling Xiaoyue's heart felt like it was being stabbed with a knife.