His body was getting better day by day, but his young, tender heart had been ruthlessly tormented.
Thinking about how he had suffered in bed for half a month, while constantly having to be on guard against people deliberately trying to hurt him, Wu Bin felt his heart sink into despair.
Suddenly reminded of something, Zhu Ling turned and whispered in Wu Bin's ear, "Do you remember Lan Xinghe, the man who hurt you some time ago? He's been relentlessly saying he wants to meet with you, and he still hasn't given up!"
"Oh?"
After lying in the hospital for more than half a month, Wu Bin had almost forgotten about that person.
If Zhu Ling hadn't suddenly remembered, Wu Bin would have truly forgotten that such a person had existed in his life.
"What's his current situation?"
"According to the surveillance footage, it was indeed him who pushed you, causing you to lose balance and fall, which led to your body suffering multiple fractures."
