Si Yuhuan had been in the hospital for three days.
Jian Xi had been by his side, never leaving.
She had considered hiring a nurse or asking Yan Qing for help. But every time she left him, he would "suddenly" feel a sharp pain somewhere.
Jian Xi was being driven nearly insane.
Whenever her patience wore thin, Si Yuhuan would say, "Go ahead and leave. I'll just bear the pain."
Self-reproach and guilt compelled Jian Xi to keep her temper in check as she massaged each of his sore spots.
Today, just after Jian Xi had finished massaging his wrist, Si Yuhuan complained of chest discomfort. Biting her back molars in disdain, Jian Xi said, "You're so young, yet so weak. Your physical constitution is terrible, Si Yuhuan. Don't tell me you have kidney deficiency?"
Si Yuhuan was speechless.
Jian Xi continued, seemingly to herself, "Well, that's understandable, considering you've had issues down there twice."
