The hospital, where lace curtains allowed sunlight to leap in, and Mrs. Sheng lay on the bed, her face pale after a caregiver had just given her a full-body massage.
Li Qiyu knitted her brows; she had spent the entire night in the hospital, as if only by staying with her could she cleanse her guilty soul.
Mrs. Sheng had once been kind to her, so why did everyone who treated her well end up with a tragic fate?
Suddenly, the door lock clicked open, and someone walked in.
A fragrance of sunshine seemed to rush towards her...
Li Qiyu curled her lips into a faint smile, "That attending physician surnamed Gao, I've already had the hospital transfer him away. Mr. Sheng has no objections, right?"
Sheng Shinian held a bunch of flowers in his hand, his eyes indifferent, and he remained silent.
Li Qiyu turned her face away, catching sight of his handsome profile. His gaze, clear as colored glass, pierced through her.