"Qiu!" Jiang Shaocheng's expression changed, and he rushed over without hesitation.
When Tang Qiu woke up again, it was in an unfamiliar environment. She sat up in fear. The sudden movement sent a jolt of pain through her arm, and she cried out.
"Did you have a nightmare, Qiu?"
Tang Qiu looked up blankly at the familiar voice and saw Jiang Shaocheng sitting in a wheelchair. Emotions flooded her: surprise, joy, anger, and heartbreak.
"What's wrong, Qiu?" Jiang Shaocheng saw that her eyes were red and his heart ached. He pushed his wheelchair closer to the bed. "Are you in pain?"
"W-Why am I here? Where am I? I left just now. I didn't mean to come back and bother you…" Tang Qiu explained herself before he could interrogate her further. She truly didn't have the strength to listen to his cruel words anymore. She had been so dizzy, she couldn't walk anymore, so she had found a bench to sit on for a while… and ended up fainting.
