Can I Take Back My Words?

The ligaments in her waist were torn and her spine was slightly dislocated. Due to internal bleeding, Wei Zhijuan underwent further examinations and was ordered by the doctor to stay in the hospital.

She was lying on the bed with her waist exposed. Xian Yijun was sitting on the edge of the bed, firmly applying a hot compress on her injured waist.

"Why am I so unlucky..." Wei Zhijuan wanted to cry, but there were no tears.

"Would it be comfortable if I did it like this?"

"Comfortable, my ass! It hurts so much! If the doctor hadn't insisted I use a hot compress, I'd suspect you were trying to kill me!"

Xian Yijun glanced at her. "Then go to sleep now. When you sleep, you'll forget about the pain. "