"Good afternoon."
Gu Zhihan responded.
In the tranquil afternoon, the little girl, dressed in her hospital gown, slept soundly. Her face was rosy, and her nostrils fluttered evenly as she miraculously blew a bubble from her tender little mouth...
Uh...
Three black lines appeared on Gu Zhihan's forehead instantly.
Perhaps influenced by her, Gu Zhihan felt sleepy too.
He looked up at the IV bag, which still had more than half of its contents left, estimating that it would take quite some time to finish.
Thus, Gu Zhihan lay down beside her, planning to take a short nap.
However, this short nap led to a "bloody incident"!
Mengmeng's syringe was drawing blood...
The first to discover this were Tong Mo and Lu Zichen, who came to visit Mengmeng during their school lunch break.
"Mengmeng, we're here to see... Holy shit, why is the syringe sucking Mengmeng's blood?"
When Tong Mo pushed the door open, she saw the IV bag greedily drawing blood.
She stared curiously,
