Subversion
Editor: Atlas Studios
She took some effort to see clearly who the person in front was—Pei Ziheng.
Reaching out, she tried to remove his hand, but she was so exhausted that she did not even have this strength. No matter how hard she tried, she could not move his hand. She glared fiercely at Pei Ziheng, signaling him to let go of her.
Pei Ziheng did not let go. "You need to rest."
She was so angry that she almost cried, and she continued trying to remove his hand on her. Her throat was so overloaded with labor that she would not talk when there was no need to, for she wanted to use her voice to pray for Li Lei. However, her strength was too small, and the man opposite her did not move. She could not hold it in anymore and said in anger, "Let go!"
Her throat was hoarse beyond salvation.