"The wheelchair is a bit hard, you might not be comfortable lying on it!" the doctor said again.
"It's alright, I don't like sleeping on too soft beds!"
Everyone exchanged glances, but who dared to say anything to Si Wuxie.
Si Wuxie's wheelchair could be laid flat to turn into a small lounge chair, and the male nurses helped to lay Si Wuxie's wheelchair flat.
Everyone was puzzled, thinking, is there something wrong with Si Wuxie, injured so badly, yet not sleeping on a soft big bed, but using a wheelchair as a bed, and insisted on lying in the living room.
Even though they thought this way, no one dared to say anything in front of Si Wuxie!
Because Si Wuxie was in the hall, at the beginning, everyone felt a bit uneasy, not even daring to crack open sunflower seeds, but Si Wuxie lay there quietly watching TV, seemingly really at ease, the people in the living room faced with a long, lonely, unbearable night, so they thought of some fun, late-night games!
