"Still refusing to eat? Then don't eat!"
Wu Jiu looked furious as he stared at Lian Youming lying in bed with his eyes tightly shut, shouting nonstop.
Only after a nurse came over and scolded him did he lower his voice. "Do you know how long we've been watching over you? Baishi stayed up all night, Little Shuang never left your side, and I fucking cleaned up your piss and shit. I've never even waited on my own wife like this. And you? You woke up without a word, and now you won't eat. Trying to starve yourself to death!"
Smack!
Xu Tian slapped the back of his disciple's neck in exasperation.
"Without a word? Does he look like he can speak?"
But once the words were out, Xu Tian realized they were inappropriate. Wasn't he twisting a knife in the man's heart?
Wu Jiu stiffened his neck and spoke gravely to Lian Youming again. "Anyway, I'll say just one thing. If you don't want to live, think about your wife and child back home, and your parents and brothers. You used to act like you could storm heaven and earth, and now one little setback has you giving up on yourself. You... ow..."
Only after Xu Tian dragged him out by the collar did Wu Jiu ask hesitantly, "Master, was I too harsh?"
Xu Tian shook his head. "Let him have some quiet time alone. After such drastic ups and downs, nobody could accept it immediately."
Yang Shuang, Xu Baishi, and the others also made to leave.
Inside the ward.
Only when his surroundings fell silent did Lian Youming open his eyes again. They were frighteningly red.
Was I crippled?
He tried and found that his perception of the outside world remained intact, but his body gave no