At this moment, gazing at Song Qinghuan's whole injured body, she lies on the bed with her eyes closed.
Shi Yuhuan's face is chillingly cold, his eyes filled with an expression of heartache and regret.
He thinks he's added another scene to his life, one he'll never forget.
In that dimly lit and cold place, the most important woman in his life, her body covered in blood, cold to the touch, lying there gasping for breath.
Like a fragile doll, as if she would shatter at the slightest touch.
The shock of that moment made him re-experience the panic he hadn't felt in ages.
As he held her that instant, his heart seemed to revive, but the icy temperature ignited a bone-chilling pain.
The doctor examined her, Chen Tian and Liu Yuandong stood by.
Although Shi Yuhuan's face remained indifferent and did not reveal any emotion, they could all sense, how furious he was at this moment.
