"You need to rest in bed for half a month. I've prepared these medicines, have someone jot them down shortly."
Li Can moved his numbed, painful lips: "Is my injury not serious?"
"You're lucky, kid. If they kept hitting, your rib could've punctured your organs, and then you'd be waiting for your body to be collected." Lu Sangqi gently shook his head: "Next time, bring more people when you go out."
"...Thank you." Li Can said through gritted teeth.
Lu Sangqi left shortly thereafter.
A trace of hatred flickered in Li Can's eyes.
He immediately called the servant boy in.
The servant boy was actually injured pretty badly too, but it was only his leg, so he came in supporting himself on a crutch.
"Young Master..."
"Who came to cause trouble for me?" Even saying a few casual words made Li Can's chest hurt fiercely, deepening the hatred in his heart.
