Ye Yingsu finished speaking and began to tidy up the medical kit.
Lan Liehuo had no choice but to answer the phone. The call was from his mother. He could ignore anyone's call, except his mother's.
"Hello? Mom, is there something you need?"
"..."
Lan Liehuo went into the bedroom and closed the door. Ye Yingsu closed the medical kit, glanced at the bedroom door, stood up, and put the kit back in place.
"Liehuo, what's going on? The engagement date is almost here, why haven't you come back yet? How long are you planning to delay your matters?"
"Soon, soon. Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely rush back before the engagement." Lan Liehuo responded perfunctorily.
"No matter how urgent things are over there, you must come back as soon as possible!"
"Absolutely, I will."
Lan's mother finally hung up the call. Lan Liehuo set his phone aside, looked at his arm, and gently blew on it, feeling that the injury was worth it this time.
He finally felt this woman's tenderness again.
...
