luo chenxi was startled all of a sudden. she wanted to dodge the attack subconsciously.
however, she was now lying on the bed and her body was weak. even if she moved, her whole body would hurt. there was no way for her to escape.
luo chenxi mustered her strength out of desperation when she saw cyril's cold, thin lips about to press against her. she raised her right hand and gave cyril a tight slap.
the crisp sound of the slap reverberated in the empty and quiet ward.
it sounded particularly harsh.
cyril's action of approaching her stopped at once. he supported himself on the bed with one hand and suspended himself above luo chenxi's body.
his handsome face, which appeared especially fair due to his western bloodline, was blushing from luo chenxi's slap. one could imagine how heavy the slap was.