The pillow will be laid flat once we sleep, and if I'm not careful, it'll be exposed again...
Qiao Mo looked around the room; the trash can was far away from her.
Both sides of the floor were empty, even the box and packaging paper from earlier had been taken away as garbage by Fu Nancheng.
How about hiding it under the bed?
But after lowering her head to take a look, Qiao Mo abandoned that thought…
The hospital bed is different from the one at home, even in a high-end ward, it's not a hotel, and under the bed is empty...
You can see right through it.
Cabinet?
Where's the cabinet...
Qiao Mo started examining the bedside cabinet. There's a drawer under it, but she's not sure if opening the door would make a sound and catch Fu Nancheng's attention.
"What are you thinking?" Fu Nancheng put down a document and slowly looked at her.
