The person who got an earful from Lin Chan didn't get angry and kept smiling, "I only thought about catching them back then. Who knew so many bombs were hidden inside. Zhilan, you got so thin recently. I haven't been asleep that long, right? Are you already ten months pregnant?"
"The baby was born prematurely, more than eight months," He Zhilan's eyes darkened, "A lot happened from the moment you went on the mission until now, but this isn't the time to talk about it. Lin Deng, congratulations on waking up."
"Thanks." Lin Deng gave an awkward smile, "Congratulations to me, I will be joining the ranks of the disabled from now on."
Lin Deng pointed to the leg that he didn't lose, which got infected while he was in a coma, and later had another surgery to remove it, so that leg couldn't even serve as decoration.
"Don't say that." He Zhilan felt somewhat heartbroken.
"It's okay, it's good enough that I got my life back." Lin Deng comforted He Zhilan in return.
