Crack!
The door was pushed open.
Li Bingshuang was still dressed in her work uniform, having had no time to change.
When she entered, she was holding a bowl in her hand.
Steam wafted from the bowl, filling the air with the scent of medicinal herbs.
"You, you're awake?" Seeing Chen Hao out of bed and no longer unconscious, Li Bingshuang's cold expression instantly melted into a trace of joy.
However, the joy was fleeting, and Li Bingshuang quickly reverted to her usual self.
"Wife, did I sleep?" Chen Hao had already stuffed the Crown back under the bed.
Li Bingshuang, seeing Chen Hao covered in scars, snorted lightly and said, "You weren't sleeping, you were in a coma. Why can't you ever give me peace of mind? How many times has it been now?"
But Chen Hao just carelessly grinned and said, "Wife, you're getting more and more concerned about me. How about we sleep in the same bedroom tonight? Don't worry, I won't snore!"