The car drove on the highway, heading towards the hospital.
Li Xiangxiang lay in Ye Xiong's arms, her complexion as pale as paper.
Blood kept gushing out of her chest wound, such a serious injury that an ordinary person would have long since passed out.
What belief was it that supported her fragile body?
"Ade... I'm sorry... I let your brother down," Li Xiangxiang said weakly.
"Don't talk, we're going to the hospital."
Looking at her face, pale as paper, and the unstoppable bleeding from her chest, Ye Xiong's throat choked up.
Such a gentle and kind girl, it was unexpected that fate would be so unfair to her.
"Ade, I did something bad, it's uncomfortable not to say it, Sister Xiao Huan's death, I'm responsible, Sister Lan told me to go to Sister Xiao Huan's room early in the morning, I should have realized Sister Xiao Huan would die, I couldn't prevent it," Li Xiangxiang said intermittently.
"It's not your fault, it was Long Lan who deceived you."
