He had already climbed onto the window and was about to jump.
But before he jumped, he turned his trembling head back and with a voice trembling either from age or fear, said, "Miss Wen, my daughter owes you, and I am willing to repay it with my life... I only hope that you can forgive her..."
After speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned forward.
A heart-wrenching cry echoed in the hospital room, "Dad..."
Wen Yi's mind went blank, and she couldn't describe what she felt; perhaps all her senses had faded away.
Li's father moved forward, his feet the last to leave the windowsill.
A hand from behind managed to grab onto the collar of the falling clothes just in time.
