"Stop saying that. If you scare me like this again in the future, I won't be your friend anymore."
She whined.
Janice was amused by her actions.
Yvonne wiped away her tears and said, "Your husband is here now. Hurry up and go home with him."
Janice nodded. As she turned to look at Christopher, she noticed that he looked like he was in pain.
She quickly asked, "Hubby, what's wrong with you?"
Christopher frowned. Hearing her question, he glanced at her.
"I've reopened my wound."
He said reluctantly.
Janice then realized that he had just torn his wound to carry her in his arms, so she felt a bit guilty.
"Hubby, I'm sorry."
Before she wanted to help him up, he stopped her.
"Don't move. You won't stop until you get me killed, will you?"
Janice bit her lip, not daring to move for a moment.
Christopher couldn't bear to see her pitiful look. He frowned and said, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he passed through the crowd and walked towards the door.
