Wesley remained unfazed and began handling the matters at hand.
Gu Xiaowu secretly whispered to her, "Are you planning to run away?"
"Shut up!"
"Just a friendly reminder, goddess."
"Shut up!"
Gu Xiaowu closed his mouth in grievance; he was merely reminding the goddess to pay attention to the plan of escape.
Xiao Qiao closed her eyes to rest; long-haul flights were exhausting, especially for someone like Xiao Qiao, who was not feeling well. Wesley, being attentive, noticed the sweat on her forehead and asked someone to bring the painkiller injection over.
"I don't want an injection."
"Why not? You're in pain." Her lips were so sore they turned pale.
She had been in pain since yesterday, especially the surgical wound. Xiao Qiao couldn't imagine how she would endure the pain of having a baby and getting an incision on her abdomen.
Wait, who were you thinking of having a baby with?
A bit too much thinking there, young lady!!
"Get an injection."
