Feng Cheng's leg injury hadn't been serious at first, but now the wound was infected and festering. It looked horrifying.
His lower leg was fractured, and because he had left it untreated for so long, the doctor recommended immediate surgery.
Tao Zhiyan made the decision on the spot. "Stay here and wait for surgery."
Then he asked, "Where are you staying now? I'll go get your clothes."
Feng Cheng pressed his lips together, seemingly reluctant to say.
But Tao Zhiyan's whole purpose was to get Feng Cheng's address out of him, so he wasn't about to give up.
If Feng Cheng wouldn't talk, he would just keep waiting.
Left with no choice, Feng Cheng gave him his address.
"Okay." Tao Zhiyan nodded. "I'll go get your things."
With that, Tao Zhiyan walked out. He had barely taken two steps when his phone rang.
Tao Zhiyan took out his phone and saw who had messaged him. His heart abruptly clenched.
[Feng: What are you doing?]
Tao Zhiyan: "..."
The young master's unparalleled conversation starter.
But...
Tao Zhiyan rubbed his nose.
What should I do? Just thinking about Feng Ze feels awkward now.
Tao Zhiyan hesitated for half a minute, then quietly blocked Feng Ze.
He took the elevator downstairs, but by the time he reached the hospital entrance, he couldn't resist unblocking Feng Ze again.
[Peach: At the hospital.]
The reply came instantly:
[Feng: Are you feeling unwell?]
Tao Zhiyan was about to type when another message popped up.
[Feng: Was I too rough last night?]
Tao Zhiyan's face instantly turned scarlet. He gritted his teeth and typed rapidly:
[Peach: ...!]
[Peach: It's not me! It's Feng Cheng!]
Feng Ze replied:
[Feng: You found him?]
[Peach: Yes. His leg's injured. He's waiting for surgery.]
[Peach: I'm going to check out where