Chapter 123 - 122: The First Love is Bound to be Imperfect
Chapter 122 First Love Can Hardly Be Perfect
In the quiet hospital room, Jiang An, having cried herself out, finally stopped. Hearing the person propped up at the head of the bed fall silent, the man leaning against it took a lively interest in asking, "Done crying?"
Jiang An slowly lifted her head, the first thing catching her sight being the large patch of bedsheets she had wet from crying, and realizing how she lost her composure in front of the man, she regretted it momentarily and clumsily wiped away her tears with her sleeve.
Hearing Dr. Gao’s almost mocking words, she looked up at the man lying in bed, who still wore a carefree expression, showing no signs of injury, which made her puzzled, "They said you were stabbed and seriously hurt, I thought..."
The girl started to say but then self-consciously shut her mouth, her dirt-streaked face falling into Gao Chuan’s view. The man’s brows and eyes softened a bit, and he couldn’t help but tilt his mouth slightly when looking at her tear-stained face.
"Don’t listen to their nonsense, it’s not that serious," the man said in a hoarse voice, gently comforting her as if suddenly recalling something before asking, "Not avoiding me now?"
With that simple sentence, Jiang An felt utterly embarrassed, knowing he was teasing her. Her face instantly flushed with redness, she ignored him and asked anxiously where he was hurt.
Gao Chuan watched the girl’s worried little face and slightly curved his mouth. As Jiang An questioned him, he leisurely began to unbutton his shirt. The girl, seeing the man suddenly starting to unbutton without saying a word, shyly covered her face.
"Didn’t you want to see where I’m hurt?" Gao Chuan, having undone a few of his buttons, laughed as he saw the person in front of him cover her face.
Upon hearing this, Jiang An slowly opened her eyes and saw that there was a tight bandage wrapped around the man’s lower abdomen. On the right side, one could even vaguely discern traces of bleeding. Upon seeing this, the girl was momentarily frozen in place.
"It’s nothing. The knife wound isn’t deep; it’s just a matter of ten days or half a month," Gao Chuan, seeing the girl’s shocked expression, began to explain in a soft, gentle voice, looking completely at ease as if the injury wasn’t on him.