The pain in my heart is worse

"Not ugly at all!" She looked haggard, the palm marks on her face bulging, but he didn't think she was ugly.

He lowered his head and lightly kissed her face, then very seriously looked into her eyes. "You're not ugly at all, you're still my little beauty!"

Jiang Shuxia suddenly laughed, her eyes becoming more spirited, "Even if you make me look ugly, I still have to blame you!"

It was good to have someone you loved by your side.

"When can I be discharged?" This ward was cold and cheerless. She didn't like staying here.

Lingxuyao frowned, "You just had a fever, and now you want to leave the hospital?"

Jiang Shuxia fawningly grabbed onto his arm, climbed up, and said with a smile: "I don't want to stay here, can I stay at your place?"

In any case, no one here cared about her life and death, and her home was no longer her former home.

She had nowhere to go now.