Doesn’t your conscience hurt? (8)
In the Qiao family's villa.
Qiao Yuanfei was in a deep sleep. She crawled out from under the blanket and subconsciously reached for the pillow.
She reached for her phone and took a look at it.
She realized that there were a few missed calls and a few unread messages on it.
She opened it and took a look. She realized that they were all from the hospital.
When she saw the contents clearly, she could not help but smile. "I'm so sick and confused. I dreamt that Fan Yu donated so much money to the hospital..."
She threw her phone to the side and pulled the blanket over her head.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds..
Qiao yuanfei yanked the blanket away and sat up from the bed.
She stretched out her hand nervously to grab her phone and opened the messages again.
The few messages were still there. She was not dreaming.
Qiao yuanfei counted the zeros on the check seriously.