On the next day, Li Shaoze was sitting on the bed while biting his lips, trying to handle the pain. Two days had gone by without being able to see Li Junfeng and he still felt it was surreal.
However, Li Shaoze decided to think positively. He had to accept things as they were even if it was hard.
He rested his head on the headboard and closed his eyes, suppressing the groan that almost came out of his mouth. There was no one by his side right now but he still felt the need to not show the pain outside.
His hands clutched onto the bed sheets and they gradually became white. Pei Qian had gone home to make something for him for breakfast, and now he was alone.
Soon, a doctor and a nurse came in to visit him and monitor his condition. The doctor tilted his glasses and asked amicably, "How are you today, sir?"
Li Shaoze pursed his lips, "Not quite good,"