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Gu Zeyan hurriedly hugged Xia Yao and comforted her as they walked out of the ward.
The door closed and the room fell silent. Pei Yaochi sneered.
Shen Fanxing placed the bouquet of flowers into the vase before she walked out with the vase.
Pei Yaochi didn't look at her, but her gaze was fixed on the vase on the cabinet.
"Is she pretty?" asked Shen Fanxing.
"Yeah."
"It's a pity that they will dry up tomorrow."
Shen Fanxing's words attracted Pei Yaochi's attention.
"What do you mean?"
Shen Fanxing sat by the bed and fiddled with her watch.
"Because they have lost their roots and are separated from their mother. The water in the bottle is only a temporary rain to them. It has only slowed down their withering process."
Pei Yaochi was silent for a while before she suddenly smiled. "Did you persuade me to lower my head to my family or are you here to poach me?"