Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (71)
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She wanted to take the elevator down, but her feet seemed to be stuck with superglue, and she could not move.
The ward in the distance seemed to have some kind of magic that attracted her.
Even though she knew who was staying in the ward and that she should not go, Qiao Ruoxi still walked towards the ward.
The door of the private room was half open. Qiao Ruoxi hid at the door and saw what was inside.
Wen Ke'er lay on the bed with her soft wavy hair on one side. Her beautiful face looked a little pale.
She was on a drip.
Wen Ke'er's face was facing the door. Feng Yunan was sitting in front of the bed with his back facing the door.
From Qiao Ruoxi's angle, she could only see Wen Ke'er's delicate face and not Feng Yunan's expression.
Qiao Ruoxi only peeked her head out, but Wen Ke'er saw through Feng Yunan and inadvertently noticed Qiao Ruoxi hiding at the door.
The surprise in her eyes disappeared and was replaced by tears.