Do You Want Me to Remarry, or Stay Widowed?!

Jiang Yexun's shocked pupils quivered.

Seeing this, Su Xiaoxiao forgot to cry.

"What's... what's happening to you?" she asked timidly.

"It's nothing," Jiang Yexun immediately concealed his surprise and effortlessly sat up without any support.

This sudden movement startled Su Xiaoxiao, and she let out a cry of surprise.

But in the next moment, she found herself enveloped in a pair of warm arms.

"See, I told you I'm fine," Jiang Yexun chuckled lightly, ruffling her hair. "I just fell too hard earlier, and it took me a moment to recover."

"Really?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at him skeptically, clearly not entirely convinced.

But just now, he had been so weak, and now he appeared perfectly healthy.

She tentatively placed her hand on Jiang Yexun's chest, and he immediately took a deep breath and exhaled.

Clearly, there was nothing wrong with his ribs, as he claimed.