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The dying sunlight cast its remnants across her face and the blanket as she lay still, unwilling to move again.
The white blanket and sheets were tinged with a golden hue, exuding extra warmth. Such colors always brought a comforting feeling.
The sun slowly sank in the west, quickly dipping below the horizon.
Mo Shuifu wasn't a child anymore, lying on the bed for a long time, she had likely begun to understand why she was bleeding.
She never expected…
Even without any feelings left for that man, the thought brought tears to her eyes.
The tears soaked her pillowcase, just as a nurse walked in carrying a bottle of medicine.
"Miss, are you awake?" The nurse noticed Mo Shuifu's tears.
Mo Shuifu wiped away her tears and opened her eyes: "Mhm."
"Miss... you're going to be fine. You were operated on by our department's most famous surgeon today, so don't worry, you'll recover very well."
"Thank you for saving me."
