The white ceiling makes the entire ward deserted.

Jian Shuqing's indifferent gaze looked at the people on the hospital bed full of tubes.

She hooked her lips and snorted.

"Still alive?"

The person on the hospital bed sensed that there was someone else in the room, turned his head sideways, and blinked weakly.

A little bit of sight......

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