Ye Qingyu nodded.
Xu Qiaoqiao, listening beside him, felt her eyes getting a bit teary again.
Also, she wasn't sure if it was because of the smell of disinfectant in the hospital or the faint scent of blood in the air, but she felt a bit queasy and nauseous.
She curiously looked towards Grandma Ye.
The smell of blood in the air was so strong, how could Grandma not suspect anything?
If Ye Qingyu really only had superficial wounds, he wouldn't be lying here!
From the moment they entered, he had been sitting the whole time and hadn't gotten up at all.
And given Ye Qingyou's identity as a special forces soldier, getting injured was certainly common, but now he was acting all fragile, he must be seriously hurt somewhere.
Could it be... somewhere in the organs?
She frowned with worry.
Just then, the door to the ward was knocked, and someone called from outside, "Hello, Commander!"
The voice was a pleasant female voice.
Inside, Ye Qingyu spoke up, "Come in."
"Yes!"
