Meng Qingxue was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning.
If I didn't have such wealth, how would you pay for your friend's surgery expenses?
The doctor's words served as a wake-up call for her!
Meng Qingxue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, while her breathing quickened, causing her to feel momentarily out of breath.
"Okay. Well… Thank you, doctor…"
"Don't worry. If she recovers and rest well, she should be able to regain her memories quickly!"
Meng Qingxue clenched her fists and nodded, still in a daze.
After settling the procedures, Chu He was transferred to the ward.
Meng Qingxue absent-mindedly sat by the bed, guarding Chu He. Gazing at her, who was still unconscious due to the anesthesia, Meng Qingxue's mind was filled with Mu Yanchen's words of fury.
Why are you trampling over my self-esteem like this?
