"Familiarity breeds fondness." Guo Siming watched as Xu Qigang carried Sheng Ning in, nodding nonchalantly at the couple.
"Did she fall?"
"Yes," Xu Qigang replied succinctly, laying her down on the hospital bed.
"Your wife?" Guo Siming didn't move, continuing to satisfy his curiosity.
"Yes."
"First, take off her clothes..."
"Bam..." Before Guo Siming could finish his sentence, Xu Qigang had knocked him to the ground with a punch. His nose was bleeding profusely, looking even worse than Sheng Ning.
"Say that again?" Xu Qigang grabbed Guo Siming by the collar, lifting him up with one hand.
"Captain, I was wrong, you misunderstood me." Fortunately, the intellectual's mind worked quickly. Though his vision darkened from the blow, it didn't stop him from thinking.