She walked to the window and looked down at the height of over ten floors...
Tsk, forget it, jumping from here, anyone without wings would surely die!
Moreover, to prevent patients from jumping, the hospital windows are restricted, the openings are too small to jump through.
With the possibility of escaping through the window gone, Song Jiaqi stopped thinking about it and turned to the hospital bed.
At first glance, it looked quite pitiful.
Weak and fragile, with no blood on her face, breathing very feebly, looking as if...
She could die at any moment.
Originally, Song Jiaqi didn't want to hate anyone, so seven years ago, after cutting off contact with An Hao, she decided not to care about such a person anymore. Even though she became famous and kept appearing on screens, she selectively chose not to watch.
There were two people she didn't want to see, An Hao and Ye Yang.
Ye Yang because...
