"I'm really fine... there's no need to stay in the hospital any longer!"
Su Delong sat helplessly in the wheelchair, being pushed and escorted into the ward.
His face, covered in a cast, sighed helplessly.
But to his surprise, there was another person in the two-person ward.
"Lin Fan... what happened to you!"
When he saw Lin Fan, who looked like a mummy, Su Delong was suddenly stunned.
He quickly maneuvered his electric wheelchair closer.
"Wounded in action, last night I barely escaped with my life."
Lin Fan smiled and pointed to his cast-covered leg.
"I've heard about your situation too."
Su Delong frowned and looked at Lin Fan, "I didn't expect the escort mission to fail, but fortunately, you're alright. Since you're injured, just take good care of yourself and don't move around too much."
"You're one to talk, you workaholic. We seem to be pretty much in the same boat. Aren't you also limping, yet still sticking to the front line?"
