Yan Huan walked out of the hospital empty-handed. She retrieved her luggage from the hotel and moved forward. Even her breathing was short and she didn’t even have the strength to move, she didn’t even want to move a single step.
However, she was still stubborn in the end. She dragged her luggage and left the place step by step.
The assistant opened the door and placed her shoes to the side before walking in barefoot. At this moment, Yan Huan was hiding her body under the blanket. was she asleep or sick.
“Miss Yan, are you alright?”
The assistant asked carefully. The moment she received Yan Huan’s call, she flew over.
It had been a few days since she last saw Yan Huan.
The blanket on the bed moved a little, and a hand stretched out from it. It was so white that it was almost transparent. Then, the blanket twisted again, and Yan Huan had already removed the blanket.
