Jiang Lingzhi forced herself to finish playing a song, and she stood up with the help of the piano.
Applause came from below the stage.
Her gaze fell on the black figure, and her vision gradually blurred. Finally, she could not bear the burden and could not hold on until she got off the stage. Her vision went black, and her body fell softly.
The entire concert hall was silent for a second, and then it was as if a pot had exploded.
The girl suddenly fainted on the stage, and there was a small commotion in the hall.
Someone was whispering.
"Fainted, fainted."
"Where are the staff members?"
The smile on Jiang Puqing's face froze instantly. He shouted anxiously,""Zhizhi!"
".."
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When Jiang Lingzhi woke up, she smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.
She opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling above her.
The room was very quiet.
Other than her, there was no one else in the ward.
The back of his hand was still on an IV drip.
