The screen flickered, and she caught a glimpse of Yu Chiyin's face, her heart wrenching fiercely.
The next second, he found a good angle, with a stairwell behind him, the camera facing his face directly.
There were bruises on the left side of his jaw and near his eyebrows, the wounds swollen and medicated, looking very serious and frightening.
Seeing the mist forming rapidly in her eyes, Yu Chiyin hurriedly said:
"It's just some superficial skin injuries, the doctor has already treated them, don't cry. Pregnant women shouldn't cry, I'm really fine, darling, please stop crying."
Lu Fengxuan angrily ignored him and sat down, lowering her head to wipe away her tears.
"I really went back to the hotel, but I ran into Fifth Yan drinking heavily at the hotel and getting into trouble, so I came to the hospital. I didn't think to hide it from you, please don't be mad, okay?"
