His memory wasn’t off at all; he truly had spent many days crawling back from the border, not really resting along the way. Even if he hadn’t been injured or running a fever, at this point, he would at least be so tired that he couldn’t keep his eyes open.
He had thought before that if he were to lie down to sleep, he might not wake up for three days and nights.
But now he felt his mental state was extremely good.
Meng Xinian asked nonchalantly, "What’s the date today?" Had he actually fainted and slept in the hospital for three days and nights?
The kind of sleep that spanned a thousand years in a dream.
"It’s still not over the twenty-fifth, and now it’s 11:30 PM."
The evening of the twenty-fifth?
So it was still the same day, just a few hours later.
"Who found me?" He remembered he had exhausted all his strength and killed that man...
Meng Xinian’s eyes gradually deepened.
There was still another man! He immediately thought of standing up, but Chen Yin quickly held him down, "Are you looking for death? Do you really not care about your right leg?"
"I killed one, and another one ran away!" Meng Xinian’s face darkened as he ground his teeth, "That man’s fighting skills..."
Chen Yin’s expression suddenly became very strange, "You mean you didn’t take that man down?"
Meng Xinian also sensed something amiss in his words and paused in his movement.
"Chiang Xiao found you," Chen Yin said, "We were having hotpot, and not long after we started eating she said she needed to go out for a walk. About forty minutes later, she came back carrying you. There were two people following you, right? One dead and one seriously injured..."
He recounted the whole incident in detail, including how after they got to the hospital, Chiang Xiao took care of his leg wound, cutting away the dead flesh, disinfecting, and wiping it down—all by herself.
And the night nurse, probably new to the job, had gone out to retch.
Meng Xinian touched the gauze on his face as he listened up to this point.
He listened without interrupting.
"I’m genuinely curious about Chiang Xiao now," Chen Yin said, "If it’s not that man whom she injured, then her?"
Wasn’t that a bit too impressive?
He actually couldn’t believe it...
"What about those two men?" Meng Xinian was also shocked.
"...They’re at Sister-in-law’s house."
"Is Chu Liang there?"
"Chu Liang is there," Chen Yin was sidetracked by his question, "Just now, Sister-in-law was planning to follow the ambulance here by herself."
"When she gets here, you go back. You’ll stay at our house tonight. Watch over grandpa and grandma a bit more."
"Pfft, your house? Isn’t that your home?"
"It is my home, the home of Chiang Xiaoxiao and me. Do you have an objection?" Meng Xinian glanced at him.
Even if he had an objection, he would have to hold it.
Chen Yin couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle, "No objections, and I wouldn’t dare to have any." He straightened up and said solemnly, "But are you really set on her?"
Before meeting Chiang Xiao, he had thought about advising Meng Xinian, feeling that he might have rashly agreed to an arranged betrothal as an act of rebellion against his family. But after receiving a call from Meng Xinian to bring gifts over, he started to take Chiang Xiao seriously. After meeting her, he realized he had been wrong.
If Chiang Xiao hadn’t truly attracted Meng Xinian, how could this guy, who had never been at a disadvantage in a fight since childhood, so willingly accept an arranged betrothal?
Meng Xinian simply hummed in response, but the determination in his tone couldn’t be ignored.
Kitty Chiang could only be his.
Chen Yin was momentarily speechless.
After a while, Meng Xinian asked, "My face, the wound?"
Chen Yin fell silent.
What should he say? Tell him that the doctor said he might be disfigured?