Mu Jingnan chuckled helplessly, "What do you want me to say, honey?"
"Are you going to treat it or not?"
These three words carried endless aloofness and threat.
Mu Jingnan smiled, "Does my wife want me to live or die?"
"I actually wish you were dead... but since dying isn't an option right now, you'd better live well."
These words...
Even though her tone wasn't great, considering it was for his own good, Mu Jingnan decided not to hold it against her...
When the doctor unbuttoned his shirt and slowly took it off, the bloody wound appeared shocking.
Quite terrifying!
Situ Yunshu clenched her fists, wishing she could give him a hard slap, ideally to knock some sense into him!
This man who doesn't take care of himself!
