The next day, when Wen Qing woke up, she habitually wanted to turn over and accidentally pulled the wound. She couldn't help but scream.

"hiss-"

Lu Yi, who was lying on the sofa, immediately opened his eyes and ran to the bed.

"What's wrong? The wound hurts"

Wen Qing's consciousness was not very clear yet, so he subconsciously replied

"Well, that's it."

A small face was wrinkled.

Lu Yi patted her face gently

"Aqing, wake up"

Wen ...