For Liu Shiyuan now, Jiang Feng's life is definitely more important than her own!
But seeing Liu Shiyuan so anxious, Jiang Feng felt even more guilty...
As for Nangong Qingcheng, she clearly felt Jiang Feng's body seemed to have recovered, and the flushed face slightly returned to normal.
She stood up nervously and shyly, with a guilty look, saying: "It's all my fault. I accidentally mistook him for a thief just now and hit him on the head..."
"Head?"
Liu Shiyuan looked at Jiang Feng's head through teary eyes, but she couldn't find any trace of injury!
"It's nothing, just a misunderstanding. I probably won't die."
Jiang Feng chuckled dryly and sat up nonchalantly.
"Probably won't die?"
Both Liu Shiyuan and Nangong Qingcheng froze at his words, looking at him in confusion.
Yet, at this moment, Jiang Feng was leisurely half-leaning on the sofa, grabbing an apple from the coffee table to eat, appearing nothing like a person on the verge of death!
