Jing Xuan's eyes were filled with blood, extremely red.
But inside them, there was a glow of confusion and unfamiliar emotions.
His gaze locked onto Tang Huai's face, with an expression of "who are you."
Tang Huai seeing him like this, felt a pang in her heart: "Brother Jing Xuan?"
Brother Jing Xuan?
At this moment, Jing Xuan's mind was completely blank, void of any thoughts.
He couldn't figure out who these people in front of him were, or who he himself was, his mind was very blank.
Yet somehow, these people felt strangely familiar.
His head hurt like it was going to split open.
His whole head felt like it was about to explode.
When he tried to think about something, he passed out in dizziness.
Jing Xuan's voice was extremely hoarse, affected by the anesthesia: "It hurts a lot."
After speaking, he closed his eyes.
His brows slightly furrowed, in pain...
Jin Cancan walked over, stood at the bedside, slightly frowning, looked at Jing Xuan with a complex expression.
