"Have not recovered?" Lu Chengzhou was stunned. When he understood, he sighed. "I meant that the special training in Red Flame is about to end and you would be very busy with the assessment."
Gu Mang looked up.
Lu Chengzhou smirked. "Who exactly is the one that is thinking too much?"
The girl did not speak. She looked rather calm.
Lu Chengzhou's eyes were full of laughter, and he asked her, "So I can think about it when I have recovered? Are you in a hurry?"
Gu Mang put away her phone expressionlessly and wanted to leave. Seeing that he had pissed her off, Lu Chengzhou pulled her subconsciously but he had gotten up too quickly and he reopened his old wound. He took a deep breath in pain. Then, he fell back into bed with a dull, suppressed cough.
Gu Mang stopped and she slowly turned around to look at the man. He had his hand on his chest.
