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Her eyes were sore and painful because she had cried for too long.
Angel Qiyu opened her eyes, looked around, and surveyed the ward. When she turned her face, she saw Beitang Feng, handsome and lying on the bed. Hmm, it was this hospital again; she woke up in the hospital every time. Was she a severe patient?
Her sly gaze fell again on the delicate young man; Ling Ran was giving Beitang Feng a full-body massage.
Why was it still that guy—
Angel Qiyu had woken up twice, and both times she was caught red-handed by Ling Ran, injected with a sedative, and fell asleep again.
She held her breath this time, lying silently until Ling Ran finished the massage and went into the bathroom.
Her body was in so much pain, as if someone had beaten her severely. Qiyu sat up, stretched lazily, and without putting on shoes, she quietly opened the terrace door and closed it gently behind her.