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Chapter 531

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She only noticed the wound on his leg. She didn't expect that his back was also scratched.

"Sang, it hurts. It hurts so much." Nian Junting weakly raised his pale face from the bed.

Actually, this kind of injury was a piece of cake for a former special forces soldier like him. However, when he saw Luosang's distressed face, he wanted to pretend.

However, he had never pretended to be in pain. The only word that popped up in his mind was "it hurts."

Perhaps it was because he rarely pretended to be in pain.

The effect was not bad. Luosang's heart wrenched in pain every time she heard him say a word.

"It'll heal slowly." The doctor couldn't help but roll his eyes at the man on the bed. He was tall and strong. Did he have to be so pretentious? He didn't even need gauze on his back, but he insisted on it. He didn't mind paying more.

"Which one of you is his family? Go and pay for the medical fees. He doesn't need to stay in the hospital, but he needs to be on an intravenous drip for a week."

"She, she's my family," Nian Junting hurriedly pointed at Luosang and said.

Luosang nodded and said, "I'll pay for the medicine."

"Hurry up. It hurts. It hurts too much." Nian Junting's black eyes were filled with pity.

"Alright, I'll be right there." Luosang ran to the payment counter.

Yan Su was speechless. Mr. Nian was obviously faking it. Luo Sang was so worried that she couldn't see it at all.

"What are you looking at? Irrelevant people, get out of here." The look in Nian Junting's eyes changed rapidly. He glanced at them coldly and said, "You're not my family."

Yan Su was speechless.

She seemed to understand how Luosang felt. Sometimes, people like her really wanted to beat her up.

"Mr. Nian, we're leaving." Yan Su tugged at Qiao Xue's arm.

Luosang paid the fees, got the medicine, and registered at the infusion counter before heading to the ward.

There were too many patients. Nian Junting was squeezed into a three-bed ward. He lay quietly in the middle, with a child and an old man by his side. There were five or six family members in the room.

Luosang squeezed in. Worried that he would catch a cold, she hurriedly spread the blanket and gently covered him.

Nian Junting turned around and frowned. "Luo, you're back. I thought you ran away."

"Didn't I tell you that I'm going to pay the medical fees? Where are Susu and the others?"

"Let's go. I only need you to stay with me." Nian Junting looked at him quietly. With his pale lips, he looked like a pitiful little animal.

Luo Sang's heart softened, but she still forced herself to ask teasingly, "Where's your ex-girlfriend? Don't you need her to accompany you? I'm your ex-girlfriend now, don't get me wrong."

Nian Junting blinked.

He couldn't possibly tell her that the woman was just hired by him. That would be a little embarrassing.

"I don't want her, I want you," he said firmly after a while.

Luo Sang sat by the bed, looked down at him, and said, "Didn't you say that you've recovered? Didn't you say that you could replace me at any time?"

"…"

Nian Junting's face grew stiffer and stiffer. He wished he could take a time machine back and strangle his old self.

In this half a month, every day felt like a year. He was practically counting the days, hoping that she would start school soon and come back from Shanghai.

He waited day after day, and she finally came back.

For the first time in his life, he experienced the feeling of waiting for someone. It turned out that parting was such a painful thing.

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