Monster Attack

"How is it?" Liang Chen came over. He reached out his hand and gently touched the gauze on Yan Huan's head, "Your brain wasn't damaged, right?"

"Fortunately," she said, touching her head. "There is just a big wound, and some bleeding, but my brain was neither damaged nor broken."

"That's good," Liang Chen said with a sigh of relief. "You really frightened me, I thought you really did suffer some problems after the fall, what if you become muddle-headed?"

"I am lucky," Yan Huan smiled, but her head was still hurting.

Yes, she was lucky. She was trapped in the flood for two days and two nights yet she was still alive because all of her sufferings were suffered by another person, so he died, and she was still alive, alone and lonely.

"Then, how do you film like this?"

Yue Ran reached out her finger and poked Yan Huan's head, "How do you film with the gauze?"