In St. Grace Private Hospital, Shen Xiaoxiao was sitting on the sofa in the ward, peeling an apple. Occasionally, she would look up at Little Treasure in the cradle, or at 19. 19, who had been sleeping all this time. His life was saved. This injury was too serious, especially since his brain had hit the car window. There was a large amount of blood clotting. After the surgery, the doctor said that it was very likely that he would lose his sight or memory. He told the family to be mentally prepared.
Shen Xiaoxiao looked at 19's handsome and sunny face, which was covered with such a big scar, and her heart felt very uncomfortable. It was her who had harmed 19, and it was her willfulness that had harmed 19.
If she had informed Yan Kuan and the others earlier to help, perhaps these things would not have happened. She was too willful, really too willful.
