Even though Jing Lingyu drank the anesthetic soup, he could vaguely feel something.
The pain was not as intense, but recalling what had happened before, he was filled with resentment.
Cheng Qianyan, how dare she?
If he had known this would happen, he would have knocked Cheng Qianyan unconscious the moment he entered the room.
For Cheng Qianyan to ruin him like this, he was determined to make her pay a heavy price, to make her regret what she did tonight.
Now targeting Cheng Qianyan wasn't just because of Jing Yunzhou.
Doctor Lee had been busy all night to finally reattach it, though he couldn't guarantee how much it could recover.
According to his experience, the next few days were crucial, and it was best for Jing Lingyu not to move. Otherwise, it would easily tear the wound, and then it would be truly useless.
"Got it." Jing Lingyu felt that in his current condition, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. His face was pale since he had lost a lot of blood earlier.
