Wang Qian heard Xiang Yu's cough and quickly ran in. She sat by Xiang Yu's bed and looked at him worriedly, saying, "Are you okay?"
Xiang Yu had a look of pain on his face and then said, "I was fine until you sat on my hand."
Wang Qian then felt something hard under her butt, blushed, and quickly stood up.
Xiang Yu moved his wrist slightly, then smiled mischievously at Wang Qian, finding the feeling rather soft and comfortable.
Seeing Xiang Yu's cheeky smile, Wang Qian pressed directly on Xiang Yu's wound.
Xiang Yu almost let out an 'ah'.
"Who did this? How could you all be so careless?" Wang Qian said, glancing at the few people around.
These people were key figures in Xiang Yu's camp, and yet such a thing happened, they were also to blame.
At this moment, she suddenly noticed Tie Zhuzi handing out fruit from her fruit basket.
He even had a big apple dangling from his mouth.
