Jiang Yuxi was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again, what answered her was An Huai's well-proportioned breathing.

She gathered her strength, pushed An Huai on her body on the empty seat on the side, then stood up, thought about it, took off his shoes gently, and covered him with a quilt.

When Han Xiaoran arrived at the hospital, Mr. Han had already been transferred from the emergency room to the VIP ward.

"Sister, you're here." Her sister Han Xiaoru, who was three years younger than her, was the first to notice Han Xiaoran standing at the door of the ward.

The people in the ward followed Han Xiaoru's gaze, and the subordinates respectfully called her, "Miss." ”

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