Upon hearing Lu Jinghan's voice, Han Xi's tears flowed uncontrollably.
Liao Tingxiao raised his hand and pinched his temples, but eventually handed the phone to Han Xi.
Han Xi took the phone, her voice trembling with a nasal tone, "Jing Han, I miss you."
"How's your wound? Don't be afraid, I'll definitely rescue you."
Hearing Han Xi cry made Lu Jinghan's heart twist tightly, as if it were being thrown into a meat grinder.
"My wound is okay, I'm getting an IV drip. But what about you, are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. Remember to eat well and sleep well, just wait for me obediently."
Han Xi nodded while crying, "Don't worry, Liao Tingxiao didn't do anything to me. You must be careful, don't get yourself hurt."
Liao Tingxiao took the phone from Han Xi's hand, "Lu Jinghan, I await your arrival."
After saying that, he directly hung up the phone and looked at Han Xi, "You cry the moment you hear his voice. If only you depended on me like that."
