"Of course I'm hurt!" Di Mingchen moved forward and stood before her, his eyes reddening in an instant, staring straight at her.
Nangong Ran felt a little guilty.
Di Mingchen grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. "I'm hurt here, and no medicine can heal it."
Nangong Ran: "..."
"Only you can cure it." Di Mingchen sat down, holding her hand tightly, pressing it firmly against his chest; she could feel his heart beating intensely.
"I..." Nangong Ran didn't know what to say, looking at him with blurred eyes as tears fell. After a long time, she struggled to move her lips, "There's something wrong with my body! I can't have children!"
As she spoke, she became somewhat agitated, suddenly breaking free from Di Mingchen's hand. "Why would you still want me?"
