The skin graft surgery was a success; the skin on Mu Jingnan's back all the way up to the nape of his neck was completely renewed.
Aside from his poor mental state, everything else was fine.
Chen Xun said respectfully, "Second Young Master, everything's packed."
Mu Jingnan nodded.
Mu Jingxi was puzzled. "Packed what?"
"Second Young Master said he wants to be discharged," Chen Xun didn't dare hide anything. "He instructed me to get the luggage ready."
Discharged now, is he out of his mind?
The doctor said they still needed to observe him for a while. Why is he in such a rush to leave, is something going on?
"Second Brother, didn't you hear what the doctor said? You need to stay in the hospital for observation for a while."
"I'm fine."
That same indifferent voice.
It was as if he'd lost interest in everything; his eyes were even more dull and lifeless.
