“Five years. Even if it’s 300 cc of blood a year, she won’t lose out.”
“It’s all up to her.”The Doctor pulled Lei Qingyi away. “If she didn’t have a heart, you wouldn’t have forcefully taken her blood. Besides, she’s a patient now.”
“Sick my ass. She’s sick, but Lu Yi is going to die.”
Lei Qingyi’s voice was still increasing in volume as she screamed. It was as though the entire building was about to collapse.
The moment they left, Yan Huan opened her eyes. At this moment, something had covered her eyes, layer after layer.
She slowly sat up and looked at her hands. They were all wrapped in sand cloth, and she was practically a mummy. She placed her feet on the ground, opened the door, and walked over.
“You...”when the doctor in the room saw her, he quickly came over. “What are you doing here? Don’t forget that you’re a public figure.”
