"lody Thorne, are you trying to make pass out imdiately?" Jared Quinn’s body shifted down a few milliters.
"No, I don’t want to." lody’s hands touched his cold, hard face, raised her head and pressed her lips against his, kissing the corner of his mouth, "Jared Quinn, you won, you really won, you captured my heart again..."
Above her, the man’s dark eyes had unknowingly closed, yet his body still maintained the posture of protecting her...
Hospital.
Dr. Mo was performing surgery on Jared Quinn; she couldn’t go in, but lody tightly clung to Jared’s large hand, unable to let go, so Dr. Mo had no choice but to let lody go in with them.
Watching them tend to Jared Quinn’s injured areas.
She stood for a whole hour, not moving a step, until Jared Quinn’s surgery was finished, she clearly saw how many injuries he had.
During the tunnel explosion, Jared Quinn kept her in his arms; they were just a few steps away from getting outside.
The other side seed to be playing a joke, first making them feel like they were going to die, then giving them a sense of survival, before ultimately exploding.
"Ma’am, be careful with his wounds in the coming days, and his left hand shouldn’t exert any force," Dr. Mo adjusted his glasses and looked at her with a aningful gaze.
"What’s wrong with his hand?" lody looked at his large hand wrapped in gauze.
"It’s nothing major, just that the elevator had an accident that day; he saved you but ended up falling into the elevator himself, which is why this hand is like this now..."
lody lowered her head, her eyes dimd. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Hans Montrose, so she always thought it was Jared Quinn.
In reality, it was Jared Quinn.
"Has he been avoiding these days because of this hand injury?" lody asked with difficulty.
"Yes."
The door to the hospital room closed, and lody’s gaze remained on the man lying on the bed.
She was always afraid of getting hurt herself, but she never considered that Jared Quinn was still doing what he used to, always being the one injured, again and again...
Her hand brushed over Jared Quinn’s perfectly sculpted brows, her fingers lingering down, finally resting on his crimson lips.
Just when she was about to lean down and kiss, her finger was suddenly sucked into Jared Quinn’s mouth, entangled with warmth...
"You’re awake?" lody’s voice trembled slightly, filled with her fear at that mont, terrified of losing him...
His dark eyes suddenly opened, retaining their usual intense depth; in the black pupils, her delicate face was reflected, and the piercing heat gradually disappeared.
"Why did you wake up so fast? Is it because your wounds hurt too much?" lody’s pupils reflected her intense nervousness at that mont.
Jared Quinn had passed out, but he had a habit; no matter how serious his injuries were, he wouldn’t use anesthesia. Even Dr. Mo knew well of this habit, so he didn’t dare to change it casually.
That’s how he woke up so quickly.
Jared Quinn released her finger, his gaze sweeping over her from top to bottom, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
"No," lody sat on the chair beside him, her heart surging with waves of emotion, looking at Jared Quinn not like before, indeed everything was well.
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