Han Yuanjun laughed softly. He raised his hand and patted Liang Jiahao's leg. "Big brother, it's good to have you here."
Liang Jiahao and Han Yuanjun usually did not get along very well, but when something happened, the comfort they gave each other was more convincing than anyone else.
Perhaps it was because Liang Jiahao was Liang Zixuan's older brother, or perhaps it was because they had known each other for a long time and were used to insulting each other; it was this dislike that allowed them to form relationships that others did not understand.
Just as Liang Jiahao had said, Liang Zixuan's strength was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
At the critical moment when she was bleeding profusely, she gritted her teeth and persisted. She worked hard with the doctor and soon, the bleeding stopped.
Seeing the doctor nodded reassuringly, Tian Qihua's heart finally calmed down.
"Zixuan..." Tian Qihua almost shouted, "You are fine."
