Not feeling well

"You better pray that no such day comes where you are dying and the only one who can save you is me," said Luo Huian, who was wrapped in a dumpling by Bai Shiliu and Dong Geming. 

She would have loved to say that she fought bravely, to the point where her name would be written in the script of heroic and brave warriors. The truth was—she was utterly and terribly weak in front of these two women. 

As they had no ill will toward her, Luo Huian couldn't even lift a finger to beat the two of them and was taken down in an instant. 

"My, my, what nice words for someone who helped you," Bai Shiliu said to Luo Huian, who was lying on the hospital bed. She was sitting on the chair while watching the woman as per the orders of Luo Qingling, who had just stepped out of the ward to talk with Doctor Si. 

Luo Huian looked at the ceiling with a dead look in her eyes and questioned, "When did I say that I wanted your help?"