The entire ward was dead silent, the doctors and nurses were exchanging glances even more intensely, neither daring to move nor to speak. They even held their breaths unconsciously, afraid to make any undesired noise.
Wen Yi turned around, her high heels clicking clearly on the floor as she lazily said, "Abel, let's go."
One step at a time, she turned sideways without looking at anyone and began to walk towards the door.
The footsteps behind her hurried over, reaching her side in just a few quick steps, but it wasn't Abel.
That hand once again grasped her wrist tightly, the voice strained to its limit and as low as can be, "Miss Wen."
She looked down at her wrist being held and then looked up, facing him with a gentle but smile-less smile, "Hm?"
Mo Shichen looked down at her face.
